Well, you could always just turf it.
We got it finally here in Holland. Storm came through and continued most the night. I really wasn't expecting it, everything else we were supposed to get has passed up on this area. Well anyway, thunder and lightning and a big OH DANG! I didn't put the feeders in the unused coop. Well it does get used... as an egg repository. SO, this morning I went out armed with the bag of feed and an empty feeder, fill that up and set it in the summer coop, and does any of them pay attention? Nope... They went straight for the wet feed anyway. I even called them over to the dry feed, but they didn't care. So, we feed it was. I have to go to work, maybe by the time I get home they'll have either eaten it all, or I will have a chance to get it cleaned and dumped. Don't want sick birds.
Anyway, at least I will not have to water veggies today. Probably not so much tomorrow either till the evening, and then probably not the tomatoes. The birds don't need me to water their bushes either today. Sweet.
Oh my, and I have another broody. She's puffs up like she is going to kill me though. I kept throwing her off the nest, but she'd just got for a run around the yard all puffed up snapping at every one, threatening Rod Stewart, preen her feather, wait for me to go out of the chicken yard, and then she'd high tail it back to the nest box. I am giving her 2 more days, if she continues, I'll give her a few eggs to try. I hope I pick fertile ones. I'll just give her three. Fia's, Vonna's, and another. I know my big girls eggs. The others... not so well yet. LOL.
AND I have a new crower. He sounds like he had his volume stolen, or a sock stuffed in his mouth. LOL. Roger's larengytis crow is better sounding. HEHE, Its one of the boys that Skatter hatched out. A fav/dotte boy. He's very pretty. I am not sure if he's dinner yet or not. We'll have to see how his hormones go. His to siblings are girls... and I do mean siblings. Same dad, Vanna/Vonna moms. Maybe I could just find him a new home. I do mean pretty.
Well off to the land of littering. I mean delivering.