I think I mentioned earlier that a while ago Dr. Evil came home one Saturday with a half dozen chicks in tow, without having mentioned it to me as a possibility. We were able to house them in the decrepit coop left to us by Safti and Zeyda, but it was far from ideal.
Fast forward a couple years and a suboptimal presidential election, plus a global pandemic, and the In-Laws decided now would be a good time to get back into the chicken business. I never objected to raining chickens, I just wanted to provide a safe coop for them. Dedicated followers of the Surly Farmer will remember that skunks and raccoons have periodically murdered our poor hens. It’s a Cold War-like struggle and if you’re ever convinced that you are winning, you are lost.
Anyway, at the outset of this Corona confucktion, S&Z bought a couple dozen chicks, and they are ready for a new home. Over the past few days I’ve been laboring to build a new, strong home for our avian friends. I don’t even want to calculate the price of each egg relative to the cost of materials, but on the other hand, I don’t really care; eggs are good, and I’m happy to take care of, and protect the small creatures.
Framing has begun and installation will follow. Pictures will follow upon demand. I hope you are all well.
