This is one of those things, do I share and just get it all out on the table, or do I keep this to myself and let it BE! I decided to share. I thought ya all might need a laugh for the day. First of all, I have to brag on my husband. He built this chicken coop, it was YEARS in the making, but that is the way it is with Jim. The reason is because when he does something he does it right!Unlike me who wants to always, “JUST GET IT DONE ALREADY!” So, when building this thing it was the joke amongst our family because it has concrete in the ground that the strong steel mesh fits into, it goes all the way to the top with a nice roof and then into a small opening (I know now JUST how small) for the chickens to go into their very comfortable laying boxes. There is also a small opening for a window so that they may have a little light in there when trying to lay. Anyway, as I was saying, the joke is, “forget the the chickens, let’s get us a LION because there is nothing getting out of there or in for that matter!”
I learned how true that was today when…….I went to go water the chickens and I ALWAYS shut the door enough so that Ruby (our bird dog) cannot get in. Oh, but this time I went to get out and the latch latched. Oh no, now what? I yell for my ever loving bundle of help, Jordan. “Jordan, momma is stuck in the coop!” He has all the faith in the world that he is going to save my day. Until, after trying over and over and over again, the poor thing was not strong enough to unlatch it. He even went to get some dirt bike gloves thinking that would make him stronger as he showed me his big muscles. So, when we both realized that I was truely stuck he encouraged me to go thru the bottom opening into the laying area and out I come. First of all, I don’t think I could fit my body thru this opening and I would have been willing to try that but I just couldn’t face having chicken poop anywhere else on my body but the boots that I was wearing. I JUST COULDN’T DO IT! So, as I hummed and haughed about it for awhile as Jordan was cheering me on to do it he finally suggested he go and get Dave next door to help out. I told him that was a good idea until he got half way there and then I yelled for him to come back to the coop because I couldn’t see waking Dave up for he works nights and I knew he was in a dead snore. To come save Marlece out of the coop seemed so trivial.
So, I saw that window and decided to give it a try. You should have seen how I had to squeeze and twist my body to get thru there. One leg was, along with my butt,thru the opening but then there was no more room, so had to try to go legs first. Oh, and on top of all of this Jordan is telling me how proud of me he was and what a good job I was doing, a true cheerleader on my behalf, and then a chicken in her laying box was barking at me the whole time too. She knew I was messing with her territory and she was letting me know about. I finally popped thru. But when my feet finally hit the ground my clothes were up over my head and my bra that holds very little as it was was not in the same position it was going into this. But hey, I am out of the coop at this point and happy to say I am………..