Last month I told you about a plan I came up with to make a door for the chickens to go in and out of that would keep the sheep (Z, in particular) from getting into the run and eating the poultry food. This is the end result. Wahoo! There were a few modifications Hon insisted on, but in the end, it's just what I had hoped for.
I think Hon is happy too because he asked me to pick up some things for him at the hardware store yesterday and while I was gone he cut the wood. In his mind it's safer that way. Did I know he was going to cut it? No. I knew something was up when he called me at the store and asked for a few extra items I knew I needed for the project. Oh well, I suppose it ended up being one of those togetherness projects...and it didn't take hours and hours like the time we temporarily lost our minds and bought an exercise set and put it together...together. Thank goodness!
The top picture shows the completed project. Notice there are no chickens in the picture. That's because with all the cutting, banging, and fooling around out there they had run for their lives. Now the second picture is much better. It shows Buddy actually using their new door to walk into the run after NoName gave the all clear.
So there you have it folks...happy chickens...happy Sharon...and a pouting Z because she can't even get her head in. Smiling & Waving, Sharon
I'm the queen of our farm, although the animals haven't figured that out yet. My title is Head Chicken Wrangler, but most days I'm called Mom. Life is a comedy and I plan on documenting it.