allen
@ezswords.com
Dog and chicken loving NIN fan. Certified Gregghead. I won Best Hog at the hog-shit snarfing contest. PNW Lifer, USA.
Former: Big Ed’s Gas Farm.
Former: Big Ed’s Gas Farm.
Oops. I meant to share this with the initial post.
December 15, 2025 at 11:43 AM
Oops. I meant to share this with the initial post.
And of course I visited my flock of five chickens. They’re all perfectly okay in their small temporary coop which is currently in the center of their run.
The final build of this coop and run is going to be one of the coolest things I’ve done and I can’t wait to actually show it off.
The final build of this coop and run is going to be one of the coolest things I’ve done and I can’t wait to actually show it off.
December 15, 2025 at 11:40 AM
And of course I visited my flock of five chickens. They’re all perfectly okay in their small temporary coop which is currently in the center of their run.
The final build of this coop and run is going to be one of the coolest things I’ve done and I can’t wait to actually show it off.
The final build of this coop and run is going to be one of the coolest things I’ve done and I can’t wait to actually show it off.
So I had to get up on top in the dark, pull this tarp back up and over, all while the wind gusts go from inconvenient to holy fuck wind is allowed to do that speed here?
All sorted out before the rain came. And of course it’s absolutely pouring now. Hell yeah PNW!
I love it here.
All sorted out before the rain came. And of course it’s absolutely pouring now. Hell yeah PNW!
I love it here.
December 15, 2025 at 11:37 AM
So I had to get up on top in the dark, pull this tarp back up and over, all while the wind gusts go from inconvenient to holy fuck wind is allowed to do that speed here?
All sorted out before the rain came. And of course it’s absolutely pouring now. Hell yeah PNW!
I love it here.
All sorted out before the rain came. And of course it’s absolutely pouring now. Hell yeah PNW!
I love it here.
Barely clothed, I get out there and clean up the boards that blew over. The big ladder got tossed down to the ground by the wind. I’m sure the poor chickens were terrified by the noise.
But all is well aside from the tarp no longer protecting the exposed coop many tools.
Ugh. Rain coming soon.
But all is well aside from the tarp no longer protecting the exposed coop many tools.
Ugh. Rain coming soon.
December 15, 2025 at 11:34 AM
Barely clothed, I get out there and clean up the boards that blew over. The big ladder got tossed down to the ground by the wind. I’m sure the poor chickens were terrified by the noise.
But all is well aside from the tarp no longer protecting the exposed coop many tools.
Ugh. Rain coming soon.
But all is well aside from the tarp no longer protecting the exposed coop many tools.
Ugh. Rain coming soon.
To be clear, I fucking hate it. It’s useful. And arguably life saving. But for the love of god, I’d be so fucking happy to go a single day not constantly having to worry about and be reminded of living with this condition. The one that will inevitably cause my death.
December 14, 2025 at 6:18 AM
To be clear, I fucking hate it. It’s useful. And arguably life saving. But for the love of god, I’d be so fucking happy to go a single day not constantly having to worry about and be reminded of living with this condition. The one that will inevitably cause my death.