I'm very exciteable today. One of my colleagues, Hank Will, editor of Grit Magazine, had received an electric incubator to sample from a company. In jest I said, "Oh, you should raise me some chickens for my townhouse!" He smiled at me very seriously and said, "Yeah, totally! You could totally raise a couple chickens in your backyard - and between two of them, you might get about 10 eggs a week."
I had never thought of raising chickens in the city - Was it legal? Would they have enough room? What do chickens eat?
These were all questions to which I was excited to find the answers. But my biggest concern was where would I put these living, breathing, winged animals?
That's when Herb Companion Editor KC Compton sent me a link about urban chicken raising. Who knew?!
On the site, I found information on how to build a MOVING COOP! They call it "the chicken tractor," and you can move it around your yard so your chickens don't peck at just one spot - genius!
So, I have a few months before I'm going to actually have the birds - time in which, I suppose, I'm going to have to build this contraption. Sure, it looks easy enough - a few boards nailed together with some chicken wire and wheels, fine. But, I'm sure I'll find a way to screw something up. And with images of escaping chickens fleeing from a running me, I'm sure this is going to be a bumpy ride.
Also - I'm brainstorming clever names. Like Popeyes or Strips. Any suggestions?