Southern NY, Dutchess county and below

[Sallysec]

How do you all make it through the last days before your chicks arrive. I think I've gone crazy...my husband says I had nowhere to go

 

[smkchick]

Their description:
Dawn breaks. The hens descend from their bespoke Versailles-inspired Le Petit Trianon house to their playground below for a morning wing stretch. Slipping on your wellies, you start for the coop and are greeted by the pleasant clucking of your specially chosen flock and the site of the poshest hen house ever imagined. Your custom-made multilevel dwelling features a nesting area, a "living room" for nighttime roosting, a broody room, a library filled with chicken and gardening books for visitors of the human kind, and, of course, an elegant chandelier. The environment suits them well as you notice the fresh eggs awaiting morning collection. Nearby, you pick fresh vegetables or herbs from your custom-built raised gardens. You've always fancied yourself a farmer—now thanks to Heritage Hen Farm, you're doing it in the fanciest way possible!

The reality:
It is 4 am, one of the 25 chickens you were told would be a pullets begins to crow in your "no roosters allowed, 6 bird limit" township. You run screaming, half naked, in your slippers, from the house to bring the offender inside, lest your crotchety neighbor hears and turns you into the township zoning board. The hens make a break for it, squacking and trampling in the dark thinking that it is time to gorge on feed that costs far more than the eggs you collect. You slip on the mud and chicken poop that is now the yard. The "living room", broody room, and library are covered in hardened poop and slick with last nights offerings. The straw you put down is disgusting and in a bad need of a change, the gardening books "for visitors of the human kind" are caked together in droppings and fly marks (so is that pretty chair and the paintings). The youngest of the bunch are perched atop the elegant chandelier because it is the highest thing in the coop. As you are sorting all of this out you notice that the custom built raised bed gardens are the favorite place for your chickens to perch and eat the fresh vegetables and herbs. You have always fancied yourself a farmer and now you realize that you are not, never will be, and decide to turn that pretty little hen house into a playhouse for your over indulged children that never help you take care of the chickens anyway.

 

[smkchick]

How do you all make it through the last days before your chicks arrive. I think I've gone crazy...my husband says I had nowhere to go

I made it through by checking the post office website every 30 seconds...When are they due to arrive at your house?

It's so exciting!!

Make sure your camera is charged up - we will be demanding pictures.

 

[Sallysec]

I made it through by checking the post office website every 30 seconds...When are they due to arrive at your house?

It's so exciting!!

Make sure your camera is charged up - we will be demanding pictures.

I was told today, but they say by Friday. I didn't sleep last night, plugged in the brooder this morning. Food is in ...water is the only thing to ready. I took a nap with my clothes on, keys, and my phone....also the iPad to keep checking the tracking number and posts on here. Crazy right? I've given up on today. The post office doesn't want to pick up my calls by now.

 

[JerseyHen]

I was thinking along similar lines, but more like, no one who would consider spending $100,000 for a chicken coop would be going anywhere near it in the morning and would never slip their frequently pedicured toes into wellies, much less have a pair of those dirty ugly things in the house

True, so very true...

 

[Sallysec]

I went into a forbidden area ...I just started looking in the buy sell trade forum.....it looks so interesting...

I can't wait for spring...

 

[Cheeky Chick]

I went into a forbidden area ...I just started looking in the buy sell trade forum.....it looks so interesting...

I can't wait for spring...

You have been assimilated. You drank the koolaid and now...you are one of us....(There's some really sweet babies in the new chicks listings...)

Than was peer pressure. Sorry...

 

[littlecritters]

 Roberta I am so sorry this has happened to you. I am just catching up after days off. My mom passed and I am terribly busy with family from outta town services etc.
Big hugs Maggie

Oh Maggie, I am so sorry for your loss. Your family will be in my thoughts and prayers. xoxo Tina

 

[queenchick16]

You have been assimilated. You drank the koolaid and now...you are one of us....(There's some really sweet babies in the new chicks listings...)

Than was peer pressure. Sorry...

Or is it Peep Pressure???

 

[littlecritters]

I went into a forbidden area ...I just started looking in the buy sell trade forum.....it looks so interesting...

I can't wait for spring...

BST? Oh oh...all I can think of is ...."Danger Will Robinson!"

I feel your pain. I have been waiting for chickens to be shipped since 9/23. The weather hasn't been cooperating and there are 3 zip codes that must have good conditions (not too hot and not too cold) for the flights. These birds are for my daughter and it's driving me crazy. I'm hoping each day, that we catch a break and get the right weather combination.