Part of the fun of having chickens are the stories they give you to tell. It’s been awhile since I’ve had one to share, but I now have a new chicken story.
Last month we were one of those many people who got to experience Irma. A lot of prep goes into getting ready for a hurricane. One of the most important tasks is protecting our animals. During extreme weather, we bring our chickens inside. We have an enclosed area on our porch where we can put their coop and keep them safely tucked away. We like to get them out as soon as possible after the storm because… well…, they stink! So we set the coop back up and moved them out.
Our coop is old and has some stability issues. In moving it out of the storm and returning it to the yard, a few areas broke and needed repair. We moved it back out, repaired the nesting box and the roof. We brought our chickens out and put them to bed in their newly repaired coop.
A few details are needed here to completely understand what happened next. Prior to the storm we took down our wooden fence and attached it to our windows across the back of the house in an attempt to protect them from flying debris. This opened up the entire backyard. Any animal could come and go as they pleased.
The next morning I woke up and went to let the chickens out into a small pen we have when they are unable to roam the yard. I set everything up and opened the pen. NO CHICKENS! Then I looked up and they were huddled next to the house, happy as could be. When we repaired the coop, one of the doors fell apart. We put it back together but forgot to secure it with the other repairs. These “not so dumb as we thought” chickens pushed open the one slat on the door and squeezed through an unbelievably small exit hole. Thankfully, they went about their normal routine as if the fence were still intact. And thankfully, they didn’t roam into the wild area behind our home and no other creature ventured in to grab some breakfast. It’s always something.