Right. After a few days of all talk and no photo action, may I present . . .
CHIIIIIICKS!!!! (That one's for you, J.T.)
They're about two and a half weeks old now, which is why they are no longer just bundles of yellow fluff but instead look like . . . miniature chickens. The breed is Rhode Island Red, which is a very old dual purpose breed (meaning for both eggs and meat) known for its hardiness. Good thing, considering their new home.
And speaking of their new home . . .
CHICKEN TRACTORRRR!!! (What, not as exciting?) (Please note Mia gazing in longingly from outside the barn.)
I didn't actually take any pictures of the chicken tractor as it was being built, but you can see it's just two rectangles top and bottom with three vertical supports on either side (plus one horizontal on either end for stability). The whole thing except the top and bottom was then wrapped in Satan's wire and put in the barn with a couple of spare pieces of metal roofing on top. A. pried apart pallets to use for the supports on the sides and end, because that wood is thin and makes the whole thing lighter. Also, that way it was free, which is always our aim.
Woodchuck construction at its finest.
It's not actually a tractor yet, because we haven't put wheels on it. So it's . . . a litter, I guess? A. and I can carry it together anywhere we want to put it for now. We do have two old wheels that came off Grasshole, so if we can rig up an axle and put those on the back, then I guess it would be, oh, a rickshaw.
Yes, in time, we may have the world's only chicken rickshaw. We aim to be original.