Don’t be fooled by the vacant, docile stare. Elspeth means business, and by business I mean sitting on eggs at any cost. She’s got three at the moment (none belonging to her) and she repeatedly shrieks like some prehistoric monster and bites my hand if I try to take them.
Her butt is like a furnace, so I think we might have our first broody hen. Notice she’s ‘tidied’ the nest box by kicking all of the straw out. Lovely!
Fig and Pen 
Elspeth has that determined look! Keep us posted on the progress.
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I was able to take her off the nest box without being bitten yesterday, so maybe they’re hope.
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