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This is what you put store milk in you silly sillies. I do admit that maybe just having it in a jug makes a tad more sense.
What the taters that's just weird
 
I'm thinking about insulating the coop walls with cardboard, it works for hobos. We are getting a couple more nights in the teens and i don't want any more issues and I'm trying to avoid running anything fiery in there. Learned that a couple drops of food grade glycerin is supposed to keep the water from freezing, we shall see.
I would give it a try. (Cardboard)
we insulated the exterior side of the nesting box with a moving blanket covered over with a tarp held in place with super strong workshop clips. - think industrial chip clips.
I think it definitely helped.
I’ll tell you what not to use. Insulating foam boards. I put up a big one on the cold flat side of their coop.
Lasted less than 24hours.
The next morning I opened up the door. It was the one time I didn’t happen to have my phone with me.
I remember thinking “gosh they are SO quiet this morning” because there is usually a lot of chatter when they hear me coming.
It was like I walked in on a bunch of teenagers having a booze party.
They all froze like statues.
They knew they were busted.
I could see their pupils focusing on me. But not one of them moved until Margaret-Tate said brrrrrr, and started making excuses.
Then they all chimed in like they were blaming it on each other.
The styrofoam balls will floating in the air like the inside of a snow globe. It was so cold that morning and the air was so dry there was a ton of static electricity and they were all covered head to toe with the stuff clinging to their bodies.
I had to take each one out of the coop, one at a time, carry them to the side yard and “spank it off of them” then me.
Then I locked them in the run while I cleaned our the entire coop. It was an all morning process.
 
Nah, I'll stay here. I don't think they'll let me bring my chickshaws on the plane.

Stinks :hugs Let's all move to Texas where they daylight hours are long and the cold is non-existent.
But then we would have to deal with having water issues. Every climate has its problems.
 
I would give it a try. (Cardboard)
we insulated the exterior side of the nesting box with a moving blanket covered over with a tarp held in place with super strong workshop clips. - think industrial chip clips.
I think it definitely helped.
I’ll tell you what not to use. Insulating foam boards. I put up a big one on the cold flat side of their coop.
Lasted less than 24hours.
The next morning I opened up the door. It was the one time I didn’t happen to have my phone with me.
I remember thinking “gosh they are SO quiet this morning” because there is usually a lot of chatter when they hear me coming.
It was like I walked in on a bunch of teenagers having a booze party.
They all froze like statues.
They knew they were busted.
I could see their pupils focusing on me. But not one of them moved until Margaret-Tate said brrrrrr, and started making excuses.
Then they all chimed in like they were blaming it on each other.
The styrofoam balls will floating in the air like the inside of a snow globe. It was so cold that morning and the air was so dry there was a ton of static electricity and they were all covered head to toe with the stuff clinging to their bodies.
I had to take each one out of the coop, one at a time, carry them to the side yard and “spank it off of them” then me.
Then I locked them in the run while I cleaned our the entire coop. It was an all morning process.

:lau
 
I would give it a try. (Cardboard)
we insulated the exterior side of the nesting box with a moving blanket covered over with a tarp held in place with super strong workshop clips. - think industrial chip clips.
I think it definitely helped.
I’ll tell you what not to use. Insulating foam boards. I put up a big one on the cold flat side of their coop.
Lasted less than 24hours.
The next morning I opened up the door. It was the one time I didn’t happen to have my phone with me.
I remember thinking “gosh they are SO quiet this morning” because there is usually a lot of chatter when they hear me coming.
It was like I walked in on a bunch of teenagers having a booze party.
They all froze like statues.
They knew they were busted.
I could see their pupils focusing on me. But not one of them moved until Margaret-Tate said brrrrrr, and started making excuses.
Then they all chimed in like they were blaming it on each other.
The styrofoam balls will floating in the air like the inside of a snow globe. It was so cold that morning and the air was so dry there was a ton of static electricity and they were all covered head to toe with the stuff clinging to their bodies.
I had to take each one out of the coop, one at a time, carry them to the side yard and “spank it off of them” then me.
Then I locked them in the run while I cleaned our the entire coop. It was an all morning process.
Chickens friggin' LOVE styrofoam. When we were free-ranging our chickens they started eating the foam siding as fast as the contractor put it up. It was one of a few reasons we stopped free ranging them.
 
Nah, I'll stay here. I don't think they'll let me bring my chickshaws on the plane.


But then we would have to deal with having water issues. Every climate has its problems.
Well, I got (frozen) water problems up here, so that's a moot point. :lau
 

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