I am getting a new chicken coop. I have promised that it will be my last chicken coop. I have, in fact, five other chicken coops, although three are really just for broodies or growing out chicks. This will be my third, and last, stand up inside, full sized coop. It will ultimately house my blue Isbar chickens for breeding purposes. The new coop will occupy the opposite corner from the layer coop. The yard will be divided in half, with the layers occupying one side and the Isbars the other. Here is the yard. The large coop on the right is the layer coop, the two little ones in the middle for babies, and the Isbar coop under construction on the left. The yard will be fenced just to the right of the fig tree. That is going to be a huge blow to the layers as they love Fig Tree Hill. I will plant a tree on their side too. Fair is fair.
The new coop will be 8 ft x 8 ft square with a door, vents and a couple of wire covered windows. Chickens need good ventilation to be healthy. The roof will be slanted to the back for water run off.
The construction site has been teeming with activity until today, a rain day. Here is Bjorn, my Isbar cockerel checking out the new digs.
Stuart and Lewis provided constant quality control input, until the urge to chase cars and dance took over.
Fatigue set in, forcing the boys to take a nap.
The ground squirrels stopped by to see where the new feeder would be.
A broody Mama and her baby chick roosted on the weed whacker.
Before a synchronized jump to the ground.
That left the quality assurance duties to Frida who quickly pointed out that the right front corner was low. A couple of shims later and that was fixed. Thanks Frida!
Me, oh, I mostly sat around and offered beverages and sweat rags. Somebody’s gotta’ do it.
The only Buck ‘N Run residents less useful than me were the goats and donkeys.
Jack had a note from the doctor. He has a limp. Big baby.
Updates to follow!