I suppose it's "weird" for me to be writing a blog post on Thanksgiving day like this, but oh well. I'm not feeling so super today and the food's all a-cookin' (except for the things that don't need to be fixed yet), so I figured I'd fill you in on the latest chicken escapades and other "things".
Anyway, I went out to feed chickens according to habit yesterday morn. I have been closing them in at night since the last mink-attack and they had apparently not been bothered. I suspect now it was because of the snow being on the ground. Having mostly melted by yesterday morning and therefore softening up the ground, ol' minky had done a little digging and gotten into the coop (from the evidence) and I had lost two more birds.
I came in a bit steamy. I didn't get any better either--it went so far that Mom walked up to be with this little can of herbal stress/anxiety reliever things and told me to take one. It did seem to help...but that doesn't excuse my temper rearing it's head. I finished that thing off about the time we left for the shop (I go in with Savannah on Wednesdays generally) and had my tea.
We came home probably around 5-ish. After a bit Mum came in and asked if I'd go put straw out for Daddy--who was working in the coop. Oh sure...no problem.
I think I went out about 5:30. We didn't come in until after 9.
Daddy already had a floor down in the coop, but I helped out by running for tools, a light bulb, zip ties, chicken wire...I measured and cut chicken wire for the west sections of the coop (it was dark by then). Daddy stapled it up first and then he screwed wood strips over the edges to hold it even more securely. He fixed up a new support for the roosting sticks, the nesting boxes having been removed which also doubled as a roosting stick support. He sealed every floor gap up and then built a door for the east entrance. This one fits flush into the frame so there is no gap--I don't think I a mouse could squeeze through.
In the meantime I was doodling around doing a little of this...a little of that...shifting the position of the lamp...handing screws...digging screws out of the box...chasing down the plug...standing with my hands in my pockets...making fun of the rooster...giggling over the hen that was just purring herself silly in one corner...I also took the old east gate down.
I did eventually put the straw down. It was the second to last thing. Daddy was working on the gate and I put down the straw while he was doing that.
Katherine came out for a while and did a few odd things, too...we sent her in when we were almost done since it was kinda chilly out there and she had on a light-weight dress.
I was so cold by the time that we came in that even though I had a hot shower I didn't warm up until sometime after I went to bed (at 11). I was still cold when I went to sleep, so it was pleasant to wake up almost hot this morning....
Hopefully, there won't be any more necessity for "Chicken Chronicles" until we get some new birds...which at six eggs a day (at max for about the last week), we are going to need.
But...Happy Thanksgiving (again!)