A year ago I became a chicken person, with four nice baby chicks, all different breeds. Everything was going smoothly, and I thought "This chicken business is a breeze!" By the time the girls were nine months old, all were laying lovely eggs, all different colors. Then everything started to unravel! The Welsummer, Gertrude, wouldn't lay in the nesting box. Then Bucky the Easter Egger, started to EAT the eggs of the others. Then Gertrude joined in. So we built a "roll away" system in the nesting box so the eggs would be hidden from sight after they were laid. For a minute that seemed like it would solve the problem, but Bucky and our Buckeye hen, Spot, refused to lay in the new box arrangement. Our current status is one chicken, Camilla the Buff Orpington, who lays in the box and her egg is always there for us. The other three lay their eggs in the run, and they usually get eaten before we can gather them. Oh woe!