Poor thing....not quite a year old and she's already on her third house. This one is a dog house I got at Tractor Supply and then J. and I spent the morning building an exercise pen for her underneath it out of some cedar pickets that we had. Part of the floor wasn't installed so that the ramp could go up into the house when she's ready to go to bed. The whole thing is covered in hardware fence, so she's safe from marauding racoons, dogs, rabid squirrels, or whatever might happen while we're gone. Not too shabby for last minute if I do say myself.
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| Here we see the normally timid little Henrietta is taunting the chicken bully from the bottom floor of her new DE-luxe chicken townhome. "You can't touch me!" she squawks as she flips her tail at them. |
We butted it up against the existing run so that Henrietta could socialize without actually being in there with the others where she could potentially get bullied again. Her feathers are coming in nicely and I would prefer to see how this goes and get her fully feathered before we try reintroducing her to the flock.
The other furcritters, our Pomeranians, just got shuttled off to the doggy sitter where they'll be pampered and played with and completely spoiled while we're gone. Not that they don't already get that at home. I miss them already!
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