With all the roaming (free Range) chickens hanging around the porch it was clear that they needed a home. Living in the country you also have to be smart. You might need something later, like 30 years later but, later. Growing up I could not believe all the stuff that my mom held on to, I figured she was just a pack rat. Now I get it and I'm guilty.
She pulled all the materials needed to make a chicken coop and next thingI know BOOM a new apartment complex.
I was wondering when I tried to call and she did not answer. I had thoughts in my head of all her chickens eating her if she fell down.
She put it in a spot that is close to the porch but yet off into the wood line just a bit. Hopefully, it gives them a place to stay warm and lay eggs instead of laying in strange places like the recycle bin, flowerbeds, couch, table, or in a bucket.
We walk around a lot looking at flowers on the property and you never know when you might run across a nest of eggs.
The problem with having free range is the roaming critters that come out of the woods for a dinner snack. The beautiful part of country living is also hardships of the landscape and its wild life. She has visits of fox, coyote owls, hawks,and bobcats. She has bears too, but haven't seen them (so far.)
Drives her a bit crazy when the chickens start screaming and running frantic. It's like a scene from the Chicken little movie and the sky is falling. She runs out with her 22 looking for something to shoot. Most of the time, she too late but she has caught glimpses of predators, and we see them on the trail cameras.
