Her mothering qualities would be lacking, I reckon. She seems to have taken herself out this morning, although she spent all day yesterday in the nesting box (I think...she was in there when I went to work and still there when I got home) and made the sorts of noises she made last time to go with the savage peck she gave me when I tried to move her! I'd love to get some fertile eggs, but I think the chance of heartbreak here in the suburbs would be too great. My little cat seems to protect the chooks from the many cats we have around here (she sits in a tree in their run on guard duty and chases strays away) but I think she may view chicks as an easy dinner. I'd have no idea what to do if we hatched roosters, either, but I know I'd not be allowed to keep any.