I think Eenie has a personality disorder! She has been all fluffed again to about twice her size brooding on an eggless nest. This morning I opened the hatch, as the girls marched out in an orderly fashion Eenie got a wild feather and flew out of the hatch like a drunk fighter pilot! I'll tell you it was like a bowling ball hitting pins! About two hours out and I saw her suddenly stop, start clucking and run full bore, head down and wings out, the optimum aerodynamic position. She is now back on that stupid nest!
