I have four broodies going right now. My rosecomb hen had the first hathlings this weekend and my columbian hatched out a mottled yesterday evening. I checked on it this morning and all was fine... more eggs should be hatching today and tomorrow. I went out again this afternoon and it was GONE!! I mean gone. I looked everywhere in the coop and almost thought my roo ate it when I started thinking maybe the hen got down already and the chick made it's way outside... so I went clucking around the yard calling to it.. I was just about to think someone stole it when I nearly stepped on its limp body. I picked it up and started rubbing it and I saw a gasp!! It was cold... like 40 degrees cold. I ran inside a cranked up the bator and put her in. It's been a half hour and she's perked up and peeping. I cannot believe it. What resilience! It wasn't breathing when I picked it up... Im completely amazed. Anyone else have amazing chick survival story?