We finally got the coop completed and the oldest girls are settled in their new home. We were finally down to one brooder in the house with six babies about three weeks away from joining their older sisters. In three weeks I was going to be able to get rid of the chicken dust and get my house back to normal...then DH went to the feed store. We needed more feed and some more bedding plus the big girl water and feed containers. These were the last preparations for the ladies to spend their first night in the coop. I stayed home and when DH came back he had a small box in his hands and a look on his face that I have come to know means "I know I shouldn't have but...". I began to jump up and down like a little girl. When he walked into the store, the little red-haired girl was working. She conspired with me the last time when I convinced DH that we needed six more. She has gotten to know us and knows my husband is a soft touch. One of the clerks was saying that she wished someone would take the last six chicks so they could get the big brooder out of there. Little red looked at my husband and said "He'll take them". So after DH saying that we didn't need any more chickens, he walked out of the feed store with four Production Reds and two White Rocks...free of charge. So we have gone from six to eighteen in the space of 1 1/2 months. A $30 investment has mushroomed into about $500 (low estimate) and my 100 square foot run will need to be expanded. The coop is good since it would accommodate 24. Chicken math. You gotta love it!