Before I left for Paducah, you’ll remember that Vince and I had a discussion about the chickens living in the basement. They are outside chickens! Despite my burning desire to have chickens, I never ever wanted inside chickens and I do believe my girls are learning to love their cushy quarters. Central air and heat, hand fed fresh worms, freshly picked and delivered dandelion blossoms . . this cannot continue! These girls are growing so quickly and I want them outside . . NOW!
So, as I understood the plan, the chicken coop was going to be built when I returned from Paducah. HELLO! I’m home!
Vince has been working hard on the chicken coop. But . . it isn’t quite ready for chickens . . don’t you think?
He really has been working hard. I’m not complaining (Vince doesn’t agree), but I just want them outside! How do you nicely say . . That’s lovely, dear but . . I expected a bit more!
He does have the floor built.
That’s more progress . . but the chickens are still in the basement. I can’t take it another day and for sure not another week til next weekend.
Marriage saving temporary living quarters have been built. A wooden crate, bottom removed, the lid will be hinged, the top will be covered in wire so we can just raise the lid during the day, close the lid at night. The chickens will be out of the house . . maybe before dark today. I can remove the clothespin from my nose when I go into my basement!
But, until the salt rising bread is gone, I’ll continue to use the clothespin on my nose upstairs.