There arrived a moment in my quest for sustainability that I recognized that I had completed all of the little steps. I had replaced all of the light bulbs with CFLs and done an energy audit on our home. We ate as locally as we could afford and grew a good garden every year. I felt good about the progress we had made, but I felt that there was much more that I could do to work toward environmental sustainability.
I did some research online and decided that we should get chickens. You should understand something about me. I’m not really an animal person and I’m really not a bird person, but I needed more compost for my garden and my family can consume eggs like there is no tomorrow, so chickens were the obvious choice.
With a little more research online, I found that there were enough questions that I couldn’t answer that I could procrastinate getting chickens forever. Then some neighbors down the street announced that they were going to buy 25 chickens, but they were only going to keep 5, so they needed others to take some. (The shipping cost of the chickens made buying 25 the logical choice and they were able to sell the rest).
We said that we would take 10 and started figuring out how to have chickens in our backyard. I built a hen house and we bought a dog run and put chicken wire over the top of it to act as a chicken coop. We also got the food and water dishes so that we were ready to go.
Here is my favorite picture of one of the birds sitting on the newspaper that we put in the bottom of their box. She just happened to be sitting next to an advertisement for a chicken dinner. This was just the beginning of my unintentional traumatization of my chickens.
Soon, I will post about the chicken coop that I built, predators and other stuff that I learned along the way.