Here we go again! Coop Cam. Sorry if this is getting boring for you. Although I can’t imagine how. A few nights ago I was having a terrible night. Probably one of the worst nights of my life and I brought up the Coop Cam and watched my girls as they got tucked into bed and … somehow it made me feel … actually it didn’t help at all. It was an exceptionally bad night.
But in better circumstances watching those chickens go to sleep would have made me feel great. They’re just cozy and fluffy and heartwarming. You know how normal people feel when they watch a baby sleep? That’s how I feel watching my chickens sleep. They’re my little babies that will never grow out of needing to be taken care of. They will never stay out all night, or tell me they hate me or pierce a body part that a gynecologist will need to give them salve for.
I will on the other hand always have to clean up the dirt that falls out of their bum.
Today in the coop we shall address the issue of compost.
Whenever the chicken’s outdoor run gets disgusting I pull it all into a big compost pile and cover it with a tarp. That’s the big blob you might occasionally see in the run. Every few days I have to turn the pile. Or … if I’m feeling lazy, I just take the tarp off and let the chickens loose on it.
They scratch and peck and climb and jump through that pile of compost looking for sprouts and bugs. It’s like Disney World for them. If Disney World were made out of straw, chicken shit and bugs you wouldn’t normally find outside of a hobo camp. Their scratching and pecking turns the compost pile for me and aerates it at the same time. Two things that are needed to create compost quickly.
So today at 1:00 E.S.T. I’m going to be unleashing the chickens on the compost pile.
To watch the Coop Cam …