Darn, wish I'd seen your post earlier- so they would have survived after she went back to them the next morning. She sat on them all day, but was forced to move them into the pen last night- at which point I couldn't get her back on them. If I'd known for sure they were still viable, I could have used a little more bribery and coercion to get her to sit on them ...dag nabit! Her first nest was in the hen house this year, but a coon snuck in and stole eggs right from under her! Then, I was so concerned and impatient, I kept lifting her up by the tail daily to check the eggs. I'm pretty sure I caused way too much disturbance to the eggs. The previous two years, I neither knew where the eggs were, or when they would hatch, and they did great. She hatched 6 chicks both times with none of my snoopy interference. I'm pretty sure she chose to nest outside the pen to get away from nosy Nelly here(that would be me). Boy, have I learned my lesson...sad face.