FYI no serious injuries occurred in the making of this coop. There were countless splinters, bumps on the head, 1 scrapped up thumb with a drill, one unevenly trimmed finger nail with a table saw and one trip to the hospital not caused by coop.
The hospital trip was a precautionary measure and wasn't needed, my hubby is very allergic to bees. So when our 2 yr old son decided to grab one and was stung in the palm of his hand, we went to the hospital parking lot just in case he inherited the allergy too.
My husband is a computer geek also. Reformed WOW adict even. It is actually possible for computer geeks to become very very handy. Anything my husband didn't know how to do was googled. Wonderful videos to show exactly how everything should be done. To date he has redone a cattle barn into a huge coop for me. Made 2 smaller coops, a rabbit hutch and a large bantam off the ground coop. His next project is a duck house. After that he is hopefully building me a house. Once you get them away from the computer games geeks are amazingly handy.
I'm a computer "geek"ette and designed, and built my coop. DH was my assistant, and wouldn't let me use the skill saw, so he did all the heavy cutting. But other than that, an extra set of hands, and some of his muscle power, it was all me. Check it out on my BYC page.
It was a great to go through the whole process from research, planning, design, building and filling with girls. It's named the "Clucking Club-bana"
I love the building progress photo, and the pictures of a more than adequate coop. Great job!
Before I built my first coop, the only thing I had ever built with wood, nails, a hammer and the kind of saw you push and pull through boards was a dog house designed and constructed sans plans. How hard could it be to build a box with an opening in one???
I did pop the end of my left hand forefinger hammering some nails into the 2x4 pieces for the frame. Yes, I wrote "pop." It hurt, and bled copiously, so I came inside the house to wash my hands and put on a band-aid. When the water from the bathroom sink flushed away the blood and I saw I had popped the end of my finger wide open, I thought to myself, "Ow."
And woke up on the floor with my beagle whining and licking my face, while blood from my finger soaked into the bath mat. Kinda wobbily, I wrapped some bandage around it REAL TIGHT and decided to finish the dog house later. Like the next weekend. When I finally went to the doctor's office SEVERAL days later because the throbbing just would not stop, I was informed it was too late to get stitches, but I should have had some medical care the same day I popped that finger open. Oh well.
And the dog house was indeed a box with an opening in front. However, I didn't know dog houses actually use body heat for some of the shelter, so the only way my beagle would keep warm in it would be if he invited a few other dogs over for a poker party. He never, ever used it. My deaf Dalmation, however, liked it when I pulled it around the front yard, so she could lay inside and watch the world go by during the day.
My first coop construction project fared slightly better than the doghouse, but that's because I used some plans. It's still quite ... unique.