Well, it hit me last night ... they need solid floors on those nestboxes. I feel so silly at times, it was a huge DUH! moment for me. Wire floor - even itty bitty 1/4 inch hardware cloth - is what folks use to try to break broodies. Hubby fixed that this morning, and now Bossy the Wheaten Am is trying to decide which of the four cubbyholes she likes best. In the process, she has kicked out 3 of the 5 golf balls. I need a taller lip for them, it looks like.
The cockerel switch was a failure. While Monty could handle Bossy on her own, Bossy plus the "posse" (Flaca and Funky, in particular) was too much for him. So Rock Star is back in there, saved from the crock pot for another month or two until Monty is old enough to hold his own in there.
George, I am under no illusions about hatchery stock. Their main selection criteria is egg production, plain and simple. If I cannot find someone with buff Wyandottes who answers emails, then I will likely be stuck going the hatchery route, and only Ideal and Stromberg have buff Wyandottes. Such is life. I ought to have a couple good decades still left in me.
Oh, and for the record ... Luanne is insidious, pernicious, sneaky, and devious (all in a good way). That NH capon has been really growing on me, especially since Wyandottes just don't come in orange. She freely admits to giving me that NH on purpose. At the time, she said she wanted me to have one that is dual purpose (I had a couple Dels, one went next door but the other apparently died of fright during caponizing) and she figured I'd end up liking the Hamps. Looks like I fell for it hook, line, and sinker. She says she is happy to oblige/enable me with hatching eggs or chicks come spring, and maybe some juvenile culls over the winter.