Bringing the chicken mansion home

A couple years ago one of our Pastors needed to get rid of his garage.  So naturally, my husband volunteered to bring it to the farm. The chickens needed a new, larger home. So this makes sense right?  Right. 

We took the back roads mostly.  Trying to avoid traffic.  

Until we had no choice but to go on the highway.  Several miles of crawling down the road, stopping traffic in someone’s driveway until he got past us.  He was as wide as the road almost.  

Home!!  What a slow motion trip.  But we made it without incident. 

It took another year to get it set up.  My husband and kids had to build the front wall and add a door.  

Looking good with the front wall done.  



They love to roost on the rafters.  These are four of the roosters we just sold.  

And then there’s a door that my husband built from scrap wood.  I can’t find a photo of the outside with the door shut.  This was summer 2019 before the ducks died.  The cats, dog, ducks, and chickens all coexsist in peace out here.  The cat (hopefully) does the job of taking care of the mice.  The chickens do a good job with bugs.  The ducks, well, they just make noise.  Which is why they got caught by the coyote.  


The plan is to paint the coop.  Just haven't gotten to it yet.  I can't decide if I want it to be multicolored or more toned down.  I'm sure it'll end up being a fun colored in some way.  

We have room for a few hundred chickens. But we won’t add anymore now until next year.  They sleep in a mansion. This chicken coop is huge.  They have more room than they need.  They spend most of their time outside free ranging the farm and fields around us.  They are the absolute definition of free range.