One of the reasons we chose this house (the one we moved into 3 years ago) was because we could get chickens.
We’ve had dreams of a little urban homestead for years and we finally added our first pets/livestock. What’s an acre of land without a few chickens, right?
We had a budget of $200 to build a little chicken tractor. I wanted a tractor (a coop you move every day to fresh grass) so we didn’t kill the grass all in one spot, it smells a whole lot better and it’s healthier for the birds.
I found these Ana White plans and had Jordan tweak them a bit for me.
We customized the plans a bit by adding/changing
- Hardware cloth instead of chicken wire (more expensive but better at keeping predators out)
- A roost (a 2×4)
- Two additional doors (one to access eggs and one to access the lower part of the run)
- A chicken swing (Hailey asked for it, so we made one up from stuff we already had laying around)
Here’s the not so pretty part of the coop, but the chicken’s don’t seem to mind.
The nesting box is just a little tupperware container filled with wood shavings.
Meet the Ladies
We opted to get pullets instead of chicks so that we would get eggs sooner. There were a couple kids we found on Craigslist who raise chicks and sell them till just before they start laying.
We bought 4 birds and the kids had way to much fun naming them.
Hailey named the black one with reddish specks Hai Hai (from Moana), Noah named the all black one Chicken Nuggets, the reddish one is Penny and the white one is Lady (we think, it keeps changing though.
What are YOU looking at Chicken Nuggets?
Lady is the oldest and is laying one egg a day for us. The other three should start laying in the next month or so.
The kids are getting a kick out of checking for eggs and filling up the feeder every day. They’re also always wanting to go out and hold them.
That little plastic container is full of ash, sand and a little dirt for a dust bath.
The chickens are friendly, but I think they’d much rather being hunting for bugs then be squished up against their little arms.
Have you ever wanted chickens?