Yesterday started the process of spring cleaning in our chicken coop, as well as moving the Littles over to the ‘grow up coop.’
Or, as the hens have dubbed it – the Chicken Apocalypse 2016.
Yes, dear readers, I cleaned a winter’s worth of deep litter bedding out of the coop, swept down the window ledges, put all fresh bedding in the laying beds and hung up clean curtains.
Yes, I went with cloth and not shower curtains, by the way. Probably a good thing, too, for reasons I did NOT foresee.
I’m not sure how they are feeling about it today, but if I stop getting eggs, it will because they are protesting the changes.
And while the girls were debating if the coop was safe to lay eggs in yesterday, I was bringing some of the Littles over to the split half. The Grow Up coop. They will stay there until we’re ready to integrate, sometime this summer.
This morning, one of the hens finally got over the shock of new bedding and curtains long enough to look through the door and see what was in there.
One of the Australorps stared back at her and she ran back outside!
Then she came back in and stared some more. Clearly, this is too much change for one lifetime. What was I thinking?
Oh yeah, that the coop needed cleaning and my babies were getting too big for the brooder. They looked like feathered sardines!
There are three chicks still in the brooder. They still have too much down to leave the lamp. They’ll be exactly 6 weeks tomorrow but I don’t think they are ready just yet. I will simply keep checking in them every day and see where it goes.