Although I haven’t reached the status of crazy chicken lady yet, I am certain that most of my family and friends see that coming right around the corner.
The little red barn coop that the ladies have been living in since June has already become inadequate. I have rationalized it as this : I am taking such good care of them they are growing far to big to live in that shabby little barn. The actual fact is this: although I did spend an awful lot of money on a pre-fab coop that looked great in pictures, it is pretty poor quality and will likely not weather the winter. As well, the coop claimed to be able to house 6-8 chickens but the four of them look cramped in there when I am not home to let them safely out. Now that we know that we can handle this chicken thing, we ned a secure, larger coop to house them…..and it has to be pretty.
I decided that I would not waste any more money buying crappy pre-fab stuff online. Both Bob and I are not afraid of a challenge and he is the most awesome husband ever (who happens to know how to read blueprints and is an engineer) so we are building our new coop from plans I have purchased from a lovey blogger from California named Heather Bullard.
I am more excited than I can express. Here is a pic of what the finished coop will look like!
Bob thinks that these are the most expensive eggs we have ever eaten.
As you all know, foxes are regular visitors to Echo Hall. So to ensure The Poulet Chalet can withstand the Canadian Winter and Fantastic Mr. Fox, we had to dig and pour a foundation that I initially hadn’t accounted for. This process, although vital, meant that we had to move, mix and pour almost a literal tonne of concrete. This is going to be the sturdiest, safest coop ever!! Bob is calculating what these four eggs a day are costing us right now….I told him math is stupid and it’s about building something secure for the ladies. Besides, it’s so pretty!!
The foundation is done and now the fun part….actual construction begins. Hoping for the weather to cooperate and that my brother in law Jack the Brewmaster can keep the beer flowing long enough to keep Bob interested. It’s a palace compared to the little red barn….It’s the Poulet Chalet!
I will keep you all posted on our progress. Nothing like having a frigid Canadian Winter looming as a deadline.