I suddenly have two broodies - Broody #1, a meatie on day 11. She's a good girl. Sits in her nest all day, doesn't raise a fuss unless someone tries to enter her palace, gets up to eat and drink without being forced to once a day. Broody #2, a SF. I gave her eggs yesterday after she decided she was serious. She's not quite 7 months old. Unfortunately she decided to go broody in everyones favorite box. Other pullets are climbing on top of her to lay their eggs, which she nicely tucks under her to add to her pile. She won't get off the nest unless I force her to. When I do force her and set her down in a front of a feeder, she does this pancake in a trance thing for about 10 minutes before she decides to eat before running screaming back to her eggs. With me so far? We decided that when we went to town today to buy a new stove we would go by walmart and buy a dog kennel to house this second broody in. With a door to keep the others out and food and water dishes she should be all set. Problem is, we were in town alot longer than we planned to be. We get home after dark, it's 35 degrees out and raining. All the chickens are settled on their roosts. The two silkies are sleeping on top of the broody's nestbox, in their usual spot. We get the new kennel all set up - lined with pine shavings with a nest of hay over it. Carry it into the coop and first thing I realize is that I am going to have to give my silkies a new place to sleep. They'd obviously been out in the rain cuz they looked like drowned rats. I thought it would be a simple matter of moving the eggs to the new nest, moving the broody, close the door. Chickens don't like my way of thinking. The minute I set the broody down outside the nestbox she started screaming and running in circles; until she ran into a feeder, then she decided to eat. She ran screaming back and forth between the two feeders and the waterer, with me instructing DH to track her with the flashlight, so she could see to eat and drink. I moved the silkies and they added their screams to the broody's. My rooster jumped down off of his roost ready to defend his hens against whatever was making them scream. I was tempted to tell DH to turn the flashlight off, but I had to have at least some light to see by. Tried to put the broody on the new nest, but she kept running back to her old one. Ended up taking the hay outta the crate so I could fit her old nestbox, in its entirety, into the crate. Gave the silkies the hay to snuggle in, to dry off. Now to grab the broody without the roo coming after me and get her into the new nestbox. Before I could catch her, DH speaks up...."OMG! What the heck* is that smell?!?" He turns the flashlight on and shines it on the spot the broody has just vacated. Me (with an air of authority): "That would be broody poop" I may not have the first clue about what to do with a broody, but I know what broody poop smells like, just from all the descriptions on BYC. Side note: I noticed one of the silkies staring at the broody today, with a strange look in her eyes. I've threatened the silkie with her life should she get any ideas.