Newhomesteader, be real careful with the deconstruction. I always worry I'll get hurt in the yard while my hubby is on travel. Now that my youngest is 8, I know they won't starve to death. Lol. Now that I have a cell phone, it is in my pocket or fanny-pack at all times.
Condolences in the death of the grandmother and starting the day with a flat tire.
I grew up in Charleston, SC. We made large ice cubes for all our animals at one time or another. It doesn't have to be a milk jug. The tigers here in Norfolk (last one just passed away this year) would get a frozen extra large balloon. The ice ball was the size of a basket ball and the girl tigers would knock it into their "stream" and try to make it sink. Many pictures of that made it into the local paper.
I had some small chicks on my back porch during the heat wave last year. They really enjoyed their wading pool: a Pyrex baking dish with an inch of water. If we dropped in an ice cube, they would rally for a game of "kill it!" My DH kept saying I was teaching them to jump into baking dishes.
Our full grown chickens love nothing more than a nasty puddle to stand in and drink from. I have some thin plywood that gets placed against the sides of their houses to create a shady spot. They like to lay there and dust bathe.
Condolences in the death of the grandmother and starting the day with a flat tire.
I grew up in Charleston, SC. We made large ice cubes for all our animals at one time or another. It doesn't have to be a milk jug. The tigers here in Norfolk (last one just passed away this year) would get a frozen extra large balloon. The ice ball was the size of a basket ball and the girl tigers would knock it into their "stream" and try to make it sink. Many pictures of that made it into the local paper.
I had some small chicks on my back porch during the heat wave last year. They really enjoyed their wading pool: a Pyrex baking dish with an inch of water. If we dropped in an ice cube, they would rally for a game of "kill it!" My DH kept saying I was teaching them to jump into baking dishes.
Our full grown chickens love nothing more than a nasty puddle to stand in and drink from. I have some thin plywood that gets placed against the sides of their houses to create a shady spot. They like to lay there and dust bathe.