We've been missing one of the Rhode Island reds since we got home from an overnight visit almost two weeks ago. After quite a bit of searching, we'd more or less given her up as a lost cause, assuming she jumped the fence and fell victim to one of the many predators out in the woods.
Yesterday, though, manflesh noticed one of the little ornamental trees twitching. On further investigation, he found a chicken inside, with her clutch of 17 eggs. Someone else must have been helping her by laying there as well, because she hasn't been gone long enough to lay 17 eggs by herself.
We've moved the fence to include her little nesting area in the general chicken enclosure, and the extra traffic seems to have cured her of her broodiness... at least for the moment.