I've had this problem with her before, and tried various methods of 'breaking her up'. Ice cubes underneath her? I think she rather enjoyed it, but she certainly didn't budge. Putting her in a space away from the other hens? She could not have cared less. Rousting her every hour or so? She would just go back.
This year I have tried a new tactic. Dipping. Yes, I pick her up and dip her in a bucket of water. It serves two purposes: It cleans all the broken egg goo off her belly and it upsets her badly.
She's been out in the yard for fifteen minutes clucking her irritated cluck at me and 'floofing' up her feathers.
|"Why the nerve of some people!" says Squatter Twin Number One.|
|"It'll take me hours to fix these feathers! Hours!"|
The only things left are the tomatoes, the one square of lavender, and one lonely pumpkin.