- Mar 27, 2013
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Hello All,
This is my first post, however, I have been pouring over the threads on BYC for a little over a week now.
First off, a little background;
I am living in a fairly eclectic neighborhood in urban Tulsa.
My wife has been dead set against chickens, as she is a vet tech. and deals with animals all the time.
She tells me that's the last thing she needs to do is take care of chickens, on top of raising our two kids.
But, life had other plans in mind.
Enter Momma Red...

This little girl came to our family on Tuesday, March 19th, as my son and I were working in our back yard garden.
I noticed some animal in the alley "strutting around", and said to my son "There's a chicken in the alley!"
So, my son who is 3 says "Let's catch him up daddy".
Not being one to disappoint my son, I grabbed the closest thing I could find (which happened to be a tomato cage) and proceeded to catch her.
To my surprise she just came running up to me as if to say, "Thank God you're here, I'm lost and scared."
We brought her in the yard, and started making provisions so that she would be comfortable.
I set up a pin with my left over tomato cage wire and used a dog kennel I had laying around to make her a little place to scratch around.
It was at this point, my wife comes out and sees this chicken and asks "Where on earth did that come from?", so I told her how the chicken came to be in our yard.
Assertively, my wife says to me "You don't know the first thing about chickens." but seeing how happy it made our son, she stated "This is your crazy idea, you take care of it."
Rather than argue I simply agreed, and began my journey to find out all I could about raising chickens, which led my to BYC.
After some initial reading I realized that my pin and the cardboard box with some straw in it was far short of what Momma Red would require to be comfortable.
I made her a temporary little nest box, to buy me some time to design and build a coop, which I am in the process of constructing.
I also realized that she would be lonely with out a friend, so, I tell my wife we have to get her a friend to keep her company.
I'll let you imagine her reaction.
After some coaxing I got her to agree to let me get Momma a friend (insert my devious snicker here).
I decided to take my son to Atwood's and get a few pullet's so we could learn this whole chicken thing together.
We made our purchase and headed home.
I used the information I got off of BYC to set up a brooder, and used materials we already had around the house from past pets (read lizards & parrots).
Enter our new peep's...

Now remember, it took a whole lot of convincing to get my wife to let me get Momma "a friend", so imagine her reaction to me bringing home not 1, but 5 more birds!
After several hours of not talking to me, as I was out in the yard working on improvements to Momma's pin, I come into our utility room to find her and my son playing with the peeps.
I asked her if she had a change of heart, and she tried to play it off as "showing our son the proper way to hold them", that gave me a little chuckle.
She then tells me that I had better get to work on a coop because "these birds are not going to be staying in MY house".
Which brings me to today.
I have come to the realization that I have but 4 to 6 weeks till these little girls are ready to join Momma, and I have alot of work to do.
Any comments or questions are always welcome, and thanks in advance for all the help I'm sure you'll provide.
-JD-
This is my first post, however, I have been pouring over the threads on BYC for a little over a week now.
First off, a little background;
I am living in a fairly eclectic neighborhood in urban Tulsa.
My wife has been dead set against chickens, as she is a vet tech. and deals with animals all the time.
She tells me that's the last thing she needs to do is take care of chickens, on top of raising our two kids.
But, life had other plans in mind.
Enter Momma Red...
This little girl came to our family on Tuesday, March 19th, as my son and I were working in our back yard garden.
I noticed some animal in the alley "strutting around", and said to my son "There's a chicken in the alley!"
So, my son who is 3 says "Let's catch him up daddy".
Not being one to disappoint my son, I grabbed the closest thing I could find (which happened to be a tomato cage) and proceeded to catch her.
To my surprise she just came running up to me as if to say, "Thank God you're here, I'm lost and scared."
We brought her in the yard, and started making provisions so that she would be comfortable.
I set up a pin with my left over tomato cage wire and used a dog kennel I had laying around to make her a little place to scratch around.
It was at this point, my wife comes out and sees this chicken and asks "Where on earth did that come from?", so I told her how the chicken came to be in our yard.
Assertively, my wife says to me "You don't know the first thing about chickens." but seeing how happy it made our son, she stated "This is your crazy idea, you take care of it."
Rather than argue I simply agreed, and began my journey to find out all I could about raising chickens, which led my to BYC.
After some initial reading I realized that my pin and the cardboard box with some straw in it was far short of what Momma Red would require to be comfortable.
I made her a temporary little nest box, to buy me some time to design and build a coop, which I am in the process of constructing.
I also realized that she would be lonely with out a friend, so, I tell my wife we have to get her a friend to keep her company.
I'll let you imagine her reaction.
After some coaxing I got her to agree to let me get Momma a friend (insert my devious snicker here).
I decided to take my son to Atwood's and get a few pullet's so we could learn this whole chicken thing together.
We made our purchase and headed home.
I used the information I got off of BYC to set up a brooder, and used materials we already had around the house from past pets (read lizards & parrots).
Enter our new peep's...
Now remember, it took a whole lot of convincing to get my wife to let me get Momma "a friend", so imagine her reaction to me bringing home not 1, but 5 more birds!
After several hours of not talking to me, as I was out in the yard working on improvements to Momma's pin, I come into our utility room to find her and my son playing with the peeps.
I asked her if she had a change of heart, and she tried to play it off as "showing our son the proper way to hold them", that gave me a little chuckle.
She then tells me that I had better get to work on a coop because "these birds are not going to be staying in MY house".
Which brings me to today.
I have come to the realization that I have but 4 to 6 weeks till these little girls are ready to join Momma, and I have alot of work to do.
Any comments or questions are always welcome, and thanks in advance for all the help I'm sure you'll provide.
-JD-