Hens go broody when you don’t want them to… and won’t go broody when you do. 
Nubby is my little miracle girl. She is about 4-5 months old. She was a strong little chick. I got her from rural king late last year. We ended up having a bad winter. One night we couldn’t find her, all the rest of the flock were in the coop for the night. We searched for a couple hours then came to the sad conclusion that a opossum or raccoon had got her. A couple days later she showed up out of nowhere. She had terrible frost bite. I brought her inside and soaked her feet in lukewarm water. I then applied Vaseline to them. As the days went in her toes and feet were black. Everyone kept telling me to cull her but I loved her and as long as she kept fighting then I’d keep fighting for her. After a couple weeks her feet fell off completely. Everyone thought that was the end of her, that I should give up hope. Instead I chose to give her a chance as she was still fighting and staying strong. She slowly learned how to walk on her nubs.Hence the name nubby.
