We built the new chicken pen yesterday and it is awesome!
We had hoped to build it on the ground and tip it over the chicken house but my nephew’s friend, a real carpenter, put the nix on that. Said we had to build it around the chicken house.
So I had to evacuate the chickens from their original pen and corral them on the patio.
Three were in a kennel. One was in a cat box and two were in a Tupperware bin with a childproof gate on top.
They did pretty well, but got antsy after five hours of being cooped up without food. Then they started sniping at each other. But that only spurred the workers to get the lead out.
Once the frame went up they strung wire fencing over it. The last thing to go in was the gate, which is a screen door (very quaint) and I absolutely love it.
It only took them seven hours (including lunch) to build.
No more peeling back a tall fence, climbing over a low fence, stooping underneath the drooping snow fence ceiling and stumbling into the collapsing poles to gather eggs, water the hens and clean the coop.
It’s as easy as pie to do chores, now.
I simply open the screen door, step over a thresh hold and tend the hens.
To set the record straight, I’m using “we” as if I actually did something, which I didn’t. All I did was zip tie some corners, make a few runs to Menard’s and make food.
Relatively nothing compared to the help I got.
The pen is 12 feet tall by 24 feet long - a modified A frame with wire stretched around it. My nephew came up with the design. The coop is situated at an angle to the gate. I’m able to walk in the pen and scoop out the coop without problems.
The plans turned out wonderfully, thanks guys!! Best of all I have a gate!
When I put the chickens in their new space they were dazed, they stumbled and darted here and there. One chicken was so discombobulated she laid an egg in the grass! That was only one of two eggs I got yesterday, usually I get three, minimum. Just proves how rattled they were.
This morning they were still a little tentative and ignored their cat kibble, one of their favorite foods.
They’ll get used to their new digs quick enough and reduce the sod to dirt. It will only take a week or so.
After the pen was built we sat on the patio staring at the structure and the family started teasing me, “now the chickens will go on strike for a bigger house. Their run is so luxurious they’ll insist on having a bigger coop.”
Hah. Me first.