Re-purposed material - a lesson in recycling.

Discussion in 'Coop & Run - Design, Construction, & Maintenance' started by ryan820, Apr 11, 2011.

  1. ryan820

    ryan820 Chillin' With My Peeps

    Dec 30, 2010
    I got three buff orpingtons two weeks ago and they're growing like mad. I thought that may be pigs with wings, as this would mean I had to make good on a lot of promises I made in the past if they began to fly, but on closer inspection, they're just little dinosaurs growing like weeds. I meant to have the coop ready but as it turns out, Nature doesn't care that my weekends are already busy and my week days even more so.

    Then the joy of homeownership stopped by unexpectedly, and I had to shell out several grand to have our heating system (hot water/boiler) re-done as it was an insane mess (side note: to all those looking to buy a home, pay the money for individual inspections and not just a "home inspection"-- they missed many obvious flaws with the house that a trained eye would have, nay, should have caught). And though my finance minister, my wife, keeps us in great shape money-wise, we now had to balance the need of the repair, our personal savings goals and the need of a coop for the mini-dinos eating their way through everything in front of them.

    *fade to garage*


    So many shelves. Useless, really, in the fact that they're 4 feet deep and 3 feet wide and 8 feet tall. Things are scattered on them here and there, but eventually, inevitably, everything gets lost to the back, in the darkness and the shadow (they're four feet deep!), never to be found again. My wife says, "off with their planks and build me a coop worthy of Mordorrrr!".....sorry, wrong story... and besides she's not a creepy old wizard, but forgive me as I've spent the weekend with a saw, screws and wood so I'm in need of a little distraction.

    With crowbar in one hand and determination in the other, efficiently condensed to the shape of a beer can, I go to work. I made short work of two of the four shelves and fell them like a mighty forest *pause for the brawny paper towel guy pose*. Actually, it was exhausting and loud. Metal on wood is much louder than you'd think and the scream a nail makes in protest to being ripped from its wood-home it enjoyed for 35 years is horrible. The previous owner and builder of house was thorough in his use of nails. So...many...nails.... I can still hear their screams...

    Because the previous owner and builder of the house was also a scrappy fellow, he used leftover material used to build the house. The wood used throughout the house is cedar, tongue in groove construction... and not the smelly closet cedar, in case you're wondering (we'd have lost our ability to smell by now!)-- as thick as a London fog, as deep as the snow pack in Syracuse, NY after a winter of lake effect, and as dense as politician's head, this house is built... well... like a brick *enter word of choice* house.

    With the pile of lumber in my driveway and a mound of bent, disenfranchised nails beside it, I eyed it like Michaelangelo must have eyed a rock of marble...somewhere in there, there is a beautiful statue just waiting to be released....and if I had time, I'd build a coop, too. I kid, actually I had a coop in mind the entire time. I had several ideas in mind regarding the plans of the coop d'be, but took a moment to really consider just how much wood there was and what I wanted in the end. An A frame? Perhaps. Maybe a cottage-look-a-like? Maybe. A chateau du la chic? Interesting, go on... Whatever it ends up being it has to be safe (We're in Colorado, highland country (in more ways than one) where all manner of hungry animals would love to eat our mini-dinos), it has to be sturdy and secure (50 MPH winds anyone? No? 70 then!), and it has to be easy to clean and collect eggs. Oh and it has to be movable... not necessarily a coop-on-wheels, but something two people could pick up and relocate when it gets cold and I want my eggs ...err, yeah sorry, my chickens to be protected from the cold and near my kitchen door. So what's this thing gonna look like?

    Ah but I like a captive audience (don't struggle, the zip ties will only cut you)... so you'll have to stay tuned. But you may be wondering what a chicken coop looks like that cost me ... how much? In due time... until next time.

    *No animals or children were injured or lost in the making of this coop. Sadly, the same cannot be said for my mind, fingers, arms, legs and self respect*

    Next time on "Re-purposed material - a lesson in recycling," No more screw ups, you! You have no budget and a limited supply of wood! I hate angles! Geometry you stink! My brain hurts, hold me...

    *fade to black*
  2. Daphne16

    Daphne16 Chillin' With My Peeps

    Mar 29, 2011
    hehe, I can't wait to see what you come up with.
  3. Jaehon_geek

    Jaehon_geek Out Of The Brooder

    Apr 11, 2011
    I did that with some various shelves, a shower surround and some pallets.
    Can't wait to see the pics.
  4. suzeqf

    suzeqf Chillin' With My Peeps

    Mar 17, 2011
  5. mcjessen

    mcjessen Chillin' With My Peeps

    Mar 22, 2011
    Coeur d Alene ID
    Very entertaining story. LOL! I feel your pain, however we didn't use recycled materials as DH said that breakdown down the pallets I had in mind was ridiculous and he wouldn't do it. LOL! Good luck with your project. Can't wait to see what you come up with.

    On a side note, we have two BO and an Australorp. They too, are growing like weeds. Sure are cute little dinos though. [​IMG]
  6. gottadance

    gottadance Out Of The Brooder

    Mar 18, 2011
    Wheaton, IL
    ah...the creative ones...we await the end results with anticipation.
  7. maclady

    maclady Chillin' With My Peeps

    Jan 28, 2011
    Lost in Space
    Loved the story err post! [​IMG] Can't wait to see what you come up with for your chicken coop. Don't you just love the dino phase of Buff Orpingons?
  8. ryan820

    ryan820 Chillin' With My Peeps

    Dec 30, 2010
    For our next installment I cannot give you much detail on the coop but rather a story that happened this morning that took me quite by surprise. Every morning is the same for me. I get up too soon for my what my body asks for and too late for what my daughter demands. The moment I'm up its a go. I get to my daughters room where she either smiles widely for me, or tosses her stuff frog in anger with a pout that says, "What took you so long? Gawd!" Sometimes a dad can't catch a break. So I whisk her off to be changed and fed... first little piglet done. Then I hurry to let the dog out and feed her... second little piglet done. Then I hear my three new piglets-- the ones that fly-- and I hurry to the solarium, where they're kept in a large box until the coop is finished. I happen to have a screen atop the box with a rock weighing it down. Between my baby human and my curious little dog, it was necessary to create a barrier. And everything seemed as it should with one exception... the peeps were oddly aware of me. I shrugged it off and thought nothing more of it. I prepared the bedding and when to remove the screen when there was a burst of feathers, fuzz and wild peeping-- they had escaped. They made it out of that box with such efficiency that I'm certain they spent the night huddled around the feed dish conspiring.

    *now these are buff orpingtons so imagine a british accent*

    "I don't know what it is, but that thing we can see through but stops us...

    "You mean the force field?"

    "yeah! That! Well it comes off when he changes the box... as soon as you see the force field move, that's our chance"

    "How do we get out, though?"

    "Well... I've been experimenting and it turns out that if I move my arms..."

    "Your what?"

    "My arms! These flappy things with old-fashioned pens stuck to them... well when you move them up and down quickly, you go up. If you stop them from flapping, you go down."

    " that what you were doing the other night? I thought you were just hysterical."

    "Well I was but only after I found out how to use these arm things."

    "And if we make it out of the box, what then?"



    "Sorry I was up late last night watching Braveheart."

    "Oh, I love that movie, especially where Braveheart and that sweet girl marry in the forest."

    "Or when the King finds out the princess is having Bravehearts love-child... burn!"

    "Can we get back on track here?"

    "Sure...So what then will we do when we get out?"

    "Oh! Let's go to Chipotle! I hear that have a great veggie burrito."

    "And then Gap! It's Spring and all I have to wear is worn fuzz and some old quill pens."

    "Ok... first we escape, then we'll grab lunch at Chipotle and then go to Gap for some hoodies and jeans."

    "Do you think I can pull off capris....?"

    "Love, with those legs, you'll look ship-shape in Bristol fashion!"

    "Excuse me while I pop off to use the loo..."

    "Helen, thats the watering dish..."

    "Oh that's disgusting..."

    Ok so I embellished a little on the conspirator-talk, but these peeps meant business (plus I have a terribly boring job so my creativity comes out unexpectedly-- results will vary). I need to take them out of the box to change the litter anyway, so I left them be. They had a blast... dashing around, wings half-cocked and boxing with one another and the dog. My dog is the same color as they are and it seems they like to follow her like a momma hen. Lucy, my dog, however, isn't into that kind of thing.

    Busy week yet to go but God-willing, I will have these escapees out of their too-small box come Saturday!

    I'll reveal the coop then!

    Till then!
  9. TigerLilly

    TigerLilly I failed Chicken Math

    Jul 18, 2010
    Central Florida
    Very entertaining...can't wait for pics!
  10. Celtic Chick

    Celtic Chick Overrun With Chickens

    Apr 7, 2011
    SE Wis
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