Awhile ago, I told you about us acquiring five chickens and, later, Connie told you about losing three to the not so loving play of Meeko. That left two. At the time we were keeping the little critters, first five and then two, in a small chicken wire cage. Meeko’s antics showed us how really unsecure that was.
So I determined to move ahead with my chicken coop idea as soon as possible, which would be my next day off. We kept a better eye on the little chickens that day and, of course, put them and their cage inside the garage at night. The next morning, I came out to move them and found a very large pile of dog waste (Connie will be so proud I did not say #@$%) right where the chicken’s little cage normally sits.
So coop building priority went up another notch. As God would have it, I was not due into work until three PM the next few days. So, because of a sudden reduction in the chicken population. and a sudden real need to get something up RIGHT NOW, the plans were changed. Instead of a 10’ X 10’ enclosure with a 4’ X 8’ coop, it would start with a 4’ X 4’ enclosure and a 2’ X 4’ coop on stilts that could be converted to a laying box in time. After all I was just building for two chickens.
Oh yes, also as God would have it, we ended up with one of each: rooster and a hen that Katherine has turned into pets. The line dancing lessons will have to wait until we get more chickens.
The rest of the story can best be told in pictures, but you need to understand my building style. I meticulously plan everything first, I carefully make a list of materials and measure off the area trying to lay out things in the most efficient manner. Once that is completed, I go to the store, buy what suits my fancy and build something that looks nothing like the original design. Oddly enough, it works more times than not.
The project is still not complete, I am in the process of expanding the chicken yard to a 12 X 6 foot enclosure and adding some form of ground level coop for them. I have an unused dog crate I could use at least temporarily.
But I just locked the two little survivors (they are not so little anymore) in their house and I can sleep knowing they are safe for the evening.
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