Several of you have asked about the coop. The gypsy wagon which houses our ladies. Which by the way....... I need your help. I need to come up with a name for our coop. Somehow having a coop that looks like a gypsy wagon for our ladies requires a name.
|Original plans for this coop were bought from this site.|
I can remember the horrendous job and mess it was cleaning out the chicken coop growing up. I am a lazy person by nature. If I can figure out a way to accomplish a task with as few steps as possible, I'll do it. So, the meaning behind the madness. I want the fertilizer in my gardens. The experiment. Can we make a portable chicken coop that will fit inside my square foot gardens.... Why yes! We can. We built these gardens at the beginning of the summer and had grandiose ideas that they'd be filled with rich dirt and full of abundant plants this fall. Well, the garden boxes were built and then other things took precedence. It's a work/experiment in progress.
There's supposed to be paving stones down in between the boxes and around them too. In a few weeks those will hopefully be put into place.
|Where else can you see chicken poo up close and personal? You're welcome.|
This is the first class penthouse apartment where the ladies spend their evenings and hopefully will be laying their precious eggs. That's if they figure out the golf ball I put in there is supposed to trick them into thinking it is an egg and they'll figure out that is where they are supposed to lay........ that's what my reading on the Internet tells me anyhow... we've yet to see an egg...... and the golf ball...... is missing......
So back to the original question, if there was one..... The ladies and I need to know what to call their transportable five star hotel! I'll pick a winner. Who ever wins, will get their fortune told by these ladies. For free!!
They've been telling me mine all week and so far, they've been cluck and cackle on.