I was shuffling through some paperwork in my office this afternoon, when I noticed my flock just outside my window. Rosemary was off to the side by herself, puffing up, and lowering her rear end like she had to poop. She did this several times without producing anything. Then she dropped her wings and walked forward, and an egg popped out. I ran outside and found a soft-shelled egg, and gave Rosemary a good scratch to console her. She then dropped her rear again and out came a shell-less egg. Three of my other girls quickly began scarfing it up. They were crazed! I tried pushing them away with my foot, but eventually had to stand on it and tried unsuccessfully mashing it into the frozen ground. Poor Rosie wandered off to the side of the yard seemingly embarassed. I tried to comfort her, telling her "these things happen". So what becomes of my three other girls? Will they figure out that what they snacked on this afternoon is what they lay every day? The thought of having egg eaters horrifies me! Thanks for your input.