My DH is "helping" me put the wire on the run. It's very hot today, and the chickens plus Becky (the dog) don't see why we should be working so hard. It's almost done, but now I need a whole new coop for the 18 younguns in the middle brooder in the basement. He laughs when I tell him about chicken math, hope he's still laughing when it's time to build again.





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