Will the Door Fit?
There was a moment where I was worried the door wouldn't fit and we would have to wait another week to get everything done.
The Last Screw!
But of course my husband doesn't stop when its good enough. He has to find the weak spots in the floor and reinforce them.
"There's the house, and there you are, and that's all that's left of the Wicked Witch of the East."
Floor reinforcement didn't take long. And the chicks are moved! Here they are in their new little pen!
The chicks are going through their awkward stage of growing feathers. They look like a cross between vultures and dinosaurs. They are no longer cute. But we can see how pretty they will be someday. Right before we eat them!
IJ in the Pen
We let the kids loose in the pen so they could pick up the chicks (and socialize them) to their hearts content. The chicks are used to IJ bringing them snacks, so they ran up to him and started pecking his fingers.
Even F was allowed in and was very gentle. How did the Pathetic Doberman handle the move? She runs around the outside of the coop... I really should call it a palace! And barked and whined until she saw a cat and chased it. Later M caught her chewing the corner of the palace and he nearly killed her. Now he is thinking about siding the palace with metal sheeting to keep other predators from chewing through.
M spent their first night worrying if they would be warm enough, if a large animal was going to unplug the extension cord, or a raccoon would chew through the walls. He was up looking out the window a lot last night. Grandad thought we were going to blow the circuit breaker, so he shuffled down the hallway to look out the window too. I didn't worry, but I dutifully looked out the window every time I woke up last night. Which was a lot because we booted F out of our bed and into her own! Both chicks and F survived the night just fine.
Talk about Spring Cleaning!
