I've lived in an agricultural zoned suburb about 20 minutes away from Los Angeles since I was 4. As a teenager I would house sit for my neighbors and take care of their chickens. For some reason it never really occurred to me that I could have my OWN chickens until I about a year ago, when I got the fever. The chicken fever. I don't know what came over me but I just wanted them and their fresh eggs so badly!
A week after the lightbulb in my head went on, my boyfriend was at home depot buying supplies for an A-frame chicken tractor. The man is great with computers and electronics but there's nothing more frightening than the site of him using a dangerous power tool. I had my doubts to say the least, but he was determined to provide me with the coop. In the end, it didn't turn out so bad. Although, I had my dad secretly make some adjustments after we brought it to my house. (Heehee)
After the coop was complete we took the much anticipated drive to the lovely little town of Norco, ca. to procure some chicks that I saw on craigslist. I hadn't felt that excited since I was 11 and it was christmas and I knew my mom got me a Furby. We left with a cardboard box stuffed with 6 extremely confused and scared EE chicks.
Now over a year later and I still have 5 of the original 6 in a huge new coop built by my dad. And I'm also on day 9 of my first hatch ever! I can definitely see how incubating can become addicting. Who knows how many I'll have by next year. My dad didn't know what he started when he built that coop. The chicken possibilities are endless now!
A week after the lightbulb in my head went on, my boyfriend was at home depot buying supplies for an A-frame chicken tractor. The man is great with computers and electronics but there's nothing more frightening than the site of him using a dangerous power tool. I had my doubts to say the least, but he was determined to provide me with the coop. In the end, it didn't turn out so bad. Although, I had my dad secretly make some adjustments after we brought it to my house. (Heehee)
After the coop was complete we took the much anticipated drive to the lovely little town of Norco, ca. to procure some chicks that I saw on craigslist. I hadn't felt that excited since I was 11 and it was christmas and I knew my mom got me a Furby. We left with a cardboard box stuffed with 6 extremely confused and scared EE chicks.
Now over a year later and I still have 5 of the original 6 in a huge new coop built by my dad. And I'm also on day 9 of my first hatch ever! I can definitely see how incubating can become addicting. Who knows how many I'll have by next year. My dad didn't know what he started when he built that coop. The chicken possibilities are endless now!