I have a lame chicken that I have been keeping in abig dog crate in our garage. She is so sweet and loveable, but right now can't be with the flock because she is limping and needs to lay down frequently. She has a companion with her for company. They are my 2 EE hens. Anyway, yesterday I come home from work, my dh has the garage bay wide open, his stereo blasting, the sun is shining on the crate (thankfully I had it covered on that side so they didn't fry!) and he starts complaining about the chickens being in the garage, the pine shavings that they kick out of the cage, the extra chicken supplies taking up space, etc... The man is so self centered!#*&## To keep the peace, I moved the crate into the main coop, but the temp out there is not steady like in the garage, and I worry that all the other chicken activity will make the caged chickens anxious. I tried splinting my girl's foot but it lasted about 10 minutes. I didn't want to put tape on her skin so wrapped it in gauze and then applied the splint and then tape. I don't know what to do at this point. I guess if she doesn't get better soon, I'll have to use the $$ from our tax return to build her her own little coop and run right near the house! Well at this point I'm just rambling, so I'll shut up. But, at this very moment in time, I'd rather keep the chickens and get rid of THAT MAN!