chick inn

You all know the story by now.  (If not, I’ll give you the micro Cliff Notes.)

5 1/2 years ago when I was extremely ill, a life long friend drove into our circle driveway with a horse trailer full of supplies.  She & her teenagers dropped off a coop, feed dish, water container, bedding, straw, food and 3 chickens.  She got back into her truck and I yelled, WAIT!

I don’t know a thing about chickens!

She said, then I guess you will need to learn fast.  Good Luck, you’ll be fine.

Everyday after that, I had to get up and go out to the backyard and tend to my chickens.  Every single day, I read and read and read until I couldn’t find anything else to read and learn about chickens.  The first weekend, Mr. Right drove me to the library and a book store.  The boyfriend carried arm loads of new books.

Pretty wise girlfriend.

I went outside morning, noon and night to check on Lovey, Mary-Ann and Ginger.  I had to lift small buckets of feed and drag the bag of bedding.  I lifted the small, then large containers of water.  I spilled, sweat, was frustrated and kept trying.  Mr. Right only helped me when he had to.  I did 95% of the work (slow & steady) all by myself.

Fast forward 5.8 years.

My fascination (sounds way better than obsession) with chickens has grown.  I try to learn new things all the time.  I use only natural methods of raising them.

 

I include fresh-cut Rosemary when laying in fresh straw to discourage bugs and just this past week, I learned to tie a cooper coupling on the fishing line in my water container to reduce algae growth.

The time had come for a new Coop.  20180828_071910-1

While standing in the kitchen (which I do a LOT), I look out the window and can see the chickens.   I wanted to be able to see them, yet I wanted their new digs to be nice looking.

We did a little research and ordered a basic coop.  When it arrived I painted the parts and Mr. Right put it together.  Then we (read that as I picked things out, he figured out how to install them and make it all work) upgraded some of the hinges, locks and he reinforced some of the places that would get the most wear and tear.

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The run, which we refer to as the “East Wing” was designed and built by Mr. Right.  Yes, the same Mr. Right who continues to refer to the girls as “Buzzards”.  I think secretly he likes them.  haha20180828_072001

The run is actually built in two, five foot sections and can be taken apart for cleaning etc.  It is attached to the main coop and can also be taken apart.  We put clear carpet runner 20180828_071754on top of the wire in one section to provide more cover from the elements, yet still allowing sunshine and light to get through.

20180828_071813-1We made a feeder and water container out of pvc pipe.  So far, working well, with only a slight adjustment needed on the feeder.

This morning, while checking on the girls Ginger, Dolly (Madison), Margaret (Hatcher), Dixie (Chick) and Queen Frosting…. I gratefully collected egg number 2, 224.20180828_072907

I am grateful to be healthy enough to take care of them.  I will be forever grateful to my friend for slapping me upside the head with a slipper to gently encourage me to get off the sofa and back to living & working.  And of course, Mr. Right for indulging me by listening to one more crazy idea for the chickens.

Hey, Mr. Right, I did have a small idea on how the feeder would work more efficiently.  Here, let me explain……..