This is Upside Down Hen.
Named so by my neighbor Allison's son Aidan when he was trying to get the eggs from her.
Named so by my neighbor Allison's son Aidan when he was trying to get the eggs from her.
Why? She's not on her head. She's normal looking. Well not quite.
Oops! Here she goes.
If you come to get the eggs, she fluffs up and sticks up her tail, tips over, and blows up to twice her size in her attempt to protect her egg. 
The thing is, half the time it ISN'T her egg. She'll sit on any egg.
Every day we take her off the nest and try to get her out and about. Usually she's back on her nest in short order, but lately she's been outside a bit more. Maybe the cooling weather is helping.
Meanwhile there's a line at the other box.
Its not as if there isn't a spot for each hen, but they usually lay in the same box.
Who knows!
The thing is, half the time it ISN'T her egg. She'll sit on any egg.
Every day we take her off the nest and try to get her out and about. Usually she's back on her nest in short order, but lately she's been outside a bit more. Maybe the cooling weather is helping.
Meanwhile there's a line at the other box.
Its not as if there isn't a spot for each hen, but they usually lay in the same box.
Who knows!
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It just proves that we humans don't have a corner on the "unusual" market. ;)
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