We’re in the Frozen Section

As I write this, I have the space heater going under my desk and a cuppa chai trying to warm my hands. The current temp outside is -10° or -15°, I can’t remember which. In the chicken coop however, it’s a toasty +40°! We have the heater on, the water pails are heated and the heat lamp comes on in the morning and runs periodically for an hour during the day. The girls are happy to eat and preen, but they do like to get some fresh air. On these bitter cold days they have to stay in – kind of like the kids in elementary school!

Of course, with everybody in close quarters, the roosters strut around and talk smart. Red tends to chase Eddie away from the ladies, but Eddie is sneaky. I noticed some blood spatter on the wall, so methinks Red has caught Eddie once or twice! I didn’t call the CSI team in – this time.

Laverne and Shirley would dearly love to get into the coop where it’s warm, but they tend to lounge in the nests, and that discourages the girls from going into the nest boxes to lay eggs. The cats have the mountains of straw up in the drafty hayloft, or the straw bales or hay bales on the first floor, or the Styrofoam box built for feral cats that acts like an insulated cave. I even put their little bed inside it. Suffice to say, there are plenty of places to snuggle down in the barn.

Speaking of eggs, even with the cold weather, the girls are laying 20-25 eggs per day. Today’s cache was 28!

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