I got my first flock this past May. A scientist lady gave them to me when she lost her government grant money. Well, she gave me 7 of her 600. Anywho, I brought them home to my new farm that I had just moved into. One of the 7 was a Roo that was much younger than the hens, and had not begun 'acting' like a roo. One of the hens was broody from the first day. I was learning all over again how to care for chickens. They were allowed to free-range for the first month until I got annoyed with poo all over hte place. So one day I noticed one of my Delawares missing. I also noticed egg production had decreased dramatically. After about a week, I was in the hay barn with a pitchfork, clearing out old hay. I heard a "cluck, cluck". I looked behind an old bale of hay and saw my missing girl sitting on top of 13 eggs. I picked her up (with some effort) and moved her back to the coop. I collected all the eggs. She was bound and determined to get back to that spot, even though there was nothing there anymore. Hubby finished fencing in a chicken run, and she finally gave it up. Believe me, you'll know broody when you see it (or feel it). LOL!