A blog over two posts, two very different posts under the same title.
This first post is long overdue we moved in early June this year about 18 miles from South Oxfordshire to the North.
As a purchase it was planned but not believed, we had got as far as waiting to exchange before elsewhere. So when the call came it was a genuine surprise.
With 2 days to do it in that was it, but what about Coop & The Gang? I still worked just round the corner so a quiet week to prepare & a move the following weekend wasn’t out of the question.
My parents helped us move, Coop & The Gang were out & enjoying themselves while we packed up the van with the first load of badly loaded boxes & bags. That was soon unloaded at the other end & we’d done very well. At this point Doris has knocked an egg from the nest box & doing exactly what chickens do. I’d spotted her from a window & started wailing like a banche…this was the last thing we needed today.
Once we had tidied up we sat down & reassesed. Mostly just the garage left & some odd furniture. The bed had already gone. Well wheres the blow up so we can stay here with the girls tonight? It also dawned on us that Coop hadn’t fitted in the car to get here in the first place we’d had to use the van. Our hand was forced.
With very little prep, they’d had cider vinegar in the water & fortunately the weather has been very good that week so spirits were high.
We’d saved a big box so atleast they could all travel together & they were going with my Dad in his little truck.
We took coop apart & bar the felt roof she’d warn quiet well, surprisingly well. We counted the screws out & hoped it would go back together just as well & he’d come apart.
I sorted the bedding, the dirty from the not & bagged it up for reuse…maybe incorrectly but at least it would smell familiar.
25 minutes on the road & we’d all arrived, the girls had travelled well & seemed quite contented in a box in the truck.
We only had to botch 1 screw & added a few more for security in the deteriorating felt roof. We cleared a space & I made it as homely as I could, used bedding, cider vinegar drinking, some corn mixed in the feed & then we added the girls.
They were very happy, despite our garden having no grass. Its all decking, slabs, pebbled beds & slate.
Originally we’d ruled this house out because of no grass for the girls but one our 2nd look it was still on the market so we had a look & I stood in the garden & said I had to have this house.
The girls have never been happier, the sound of chickens running over decking is my favourite. They spend many an hour digging in the pebbles & the beds, chasing the new interesting flying bugs our new plants & trees bring. I’ve even caught Mave sat on the edge of the pond to pass the time or maybe admiring the fishes?
We have a garage with side access & an out door tap. No more chicken supplies in the living room!
We spoke to our immediate neighbours telling them of the girls & if they had any problems with the noise we would make alternative arrangements for them.
Someone else within ear shot also has chickens, sitting inside I’ve gone out a few times to see what all the fuss is about to find my girls are just snuffling in a raised bed & the hollering is the other chickens.
Its lovely, our yolks are so vibrant & they’ve never been so consistent in lay.
Happy, Happy, Happy & coop!