Well, I missed the window for buying chicks in 2008. I could get 25 males, but I am certain the neighborhood would rise up against us. I remember having five roosters and just wishing a predator would dispatch them. We ended up spray painting a piece of scrap lumber, with “FREE ROOSTERS,” propping it up on our mailbox. Not my finest hour, I parted with four little guys to five drunk guys who said “we’ll fight them, or just use them for eggs.” Right. Well, I was six months pregnant and couldn’t bear the thought of wringing their necks myself.

So, this blog will document the construction and planning for Chickens 2009. Photos to come.