I’m not sure what the best term is: chicken keeper, egg gatherer, chicken farmer? Anyways, my Great Aunt Kristy happens to be one. A kind one who allowed us to visit and only laughed at us a few times when we asked questions. I’ve read a lot of books on the subject so I had lots of questions. My uncle told me “You read too much!”. Hehehe! I just can’t help myself. I love to read. But I also love to hear what real people do in real life. Kris has had these chickens for over three years. She collects her fresh eggs on a daily basis.
They live in the middle of the woods and we figured safety would be a big issue. Foxes, hawks, dogs, bobcats, raccoons…the list of chicken predators is long. My uncle told me they originally didn’t have the chickens fenced in. The chickens would roost in the trees at night instead of coming into the hen house. When they roosted in the trees, they became prey to nocturnal creatures (probably owls). Once he put up the fence, the chickens started roosting in the hen house, which gets closed up every night. They haven’t lost any chickens since the fence went up!
Thanks Aunt Kris for the hen house tour! I am inspired and encouraged. Also, thanks for the fresh eggs. We had eggs for dinner and yes, you can taste a difference!
We are currently devising our own hen house as we speak. I’ve got my brooder ready to go. I’ll post more on that later. 🙂