Time to Move them out of my Mudroom!
When I first get baby Chicks, they are so fluffy and cute...shaped like little puffy eggs with heads. We all can't stop watching them...loving when those little spindly legs first start scratching...and then...in just a few weeks I am counting the days before I can get them out of my mudroom. I question why I haven't closed in the pole barn for these things. The smell, in spite of cleaning out the tub every week, starts to drive us all crazy. All that cute scratching...is now forming clouds of dust over everything. They perch on the sides of the tub and poop on my floor. They day I walked in and there were 5 in the tub and 16 walking around the mudroom I stopped counting and started to prepare for their entrance into the coop with the big girls.
It was spring cleaning of the coop the week before. Pressure washed, clean Pine shavings and it was ready for the babies and now to separate the area to protect them from the pecking order. Stapled Chicken wire from ceiling to floor so the big girls can see them and get used to them being around. Besides the infernal Sounding of the Alarm while I was in the coop getting things ready, it all went well. The first night, roosting within sight of each other, The One Guinea, that I still have, kept sounding the alarm during sunset. Dumb bird! Two days in and everything is quiet...everyone seems happy and my mudroom is clean and quiet.
Yes, those are Curtains on their windows I got a little carried away 3 years ago when I first built the coop. Since then the pictures have been knocked down and pooped on so they are no longer there. It looked cozy when they weren't living in there yet.
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