Pets

Pets




Guess what we got.



Animals that love you to pet them.



They live outside.



They don’t have fur.



They don’t have sphincters.



Their names are Jack, Soup, Little, Nugget, and Chicky!

We have chickens! After much pleading and begging, Peter said that he wouldn’t leave me if I got chickens but he didn’t want to have anything to do with them. So, I did it all. I built a coop in a day. I spent another day fixing it and one repainting (used water soluble paint the first time) it but still. I used a circular saw, a jigsaw, a chop saw, a table saw, a drill, a framing nailer, a staple gun, and a hand saw. It was wonderful. I felt awesome. The roof is hinged and the bottom has a chicken wire floor. Inside those two little doors are the nesting boxes where my little guys lay eggs. Just Brigham’s Chicken Jack (the striped one) and my Chicken Nugget live outside now, but soon we will move Soup (Julia’s), Chicky (Porter’s), and Little (Martie’s) outside. They are a blast. They love to be held and pet and there is nothing more exciting than finding an egg in the nesting boxes. I blew out the first three eggs we got so that we could keep the beautiful shells (Green from Brigham’s, tan from mine) and display them somewhere. Happy, happy day! We have pets and since chickens only live a few years, we don’t have a really long term commitment.