As anyone that has remodeled knows, things rarely go as planned and even more rare, finished on time. As I worked away on the B’s coop, I realized that this indeed was the case. This was one project that was going to take a while. In the meantime the 3 B’s were flourishing and had outgrown their plastic box, prompting a move into Blu’s kennel. Blu is one of our mini Aussies. He wasn’t impressed with the B’s living in his home and appeared to be joining ranks with my wife, giving me the occasional stink eye. As I continued to work away on the coop, things like Labor Day needed to be celebrated, taking time away from the completion. We packed the B’s up and took them down to the beach for the holiday weekend. I think they enjoyed themselves immensely, until they were spotted by one of our resident bald eagles. Quite amazing that they understood the urgency of cover as we frantically rounded them up. Instead of the typical game of chase, with lots of bob and weave, they bunched together and waited for the calvary. I like to think they are smart, but as their instincts have evolved over thousands of years, anything to do with life preservation took center stage. Sensing panic is one of them.
Finally, in late September the coop was complete minus the predator security screening. I announced to the wife that the B’s would soon be living in their new crib. I thought Darnell was going to do back flips. I think she may have shed a tear. Not so fast, I had to tell her. The B’s would be staying in until the predator security screening was put in place. As the end of September neared, the 3 B’s Crib was complete! Inside, they have a nest box made from a wine crate, perches to roost and their very own sectional sofa. The flooring is 12X12 tiles over plywood and the doors are barn style sliders made of plywood and steel. I’d like to see a rat chew through 3/16” steel plate! Nothing left to chance when it comes to the 3 B’s. A celebration was in order! The coop was done and the Ravenna farm house had offically turned 100 years old this year. So the grill was rolled out, the invites sent, and friends and family came to celebrate.
I soooooo get your love of these chickens! I find chickens to be such wonderful little creatures; not only do they "gift" us with eggs, they are immensely entertaining! I look forward to reading more about the 3 B's~ Julia
James~ your coop is amazing. From the one picture on your main page i knew there was more to it. Thank you for your detailed description. I love that they have a sofa. Since they like cheese and the nest box is made out of wine crates; what do they think of wine with their cheese?
You also might be on to something here. Seems like you have quite the following of ladies on your blog. Keep up the good work my friend. When it warms up in Seattle this Summer I may have to seek you out. Maybe we can take the chicks for a beer.
Seattle city urban chickens now have a voice. That voice comes from the 3 B's - B Master B, B Diddy and 'Lil B. It's not enough to be hip hop urban polish chickens, they want others to know it's cool, it's happenin', it's awesome to raise chickens in an urban setting. Also, please only buy certified cage free eggs, chickens have heart, chickens have soul. The 3 B's will show you that's true.
I’m known as Camp Counselor Bob amongst my inner circle. While, not an accredited counselor, I’m an effective guide in a wide range of activities; fly fishing, backpacking, snowmobiling, oyster tasting and wine tasting. I reside in Seattle, coffee capital of the Universe. I’m originally from Montana but spent my formative years in Puyallup, Washington – a now suburbanized ‘farming town’ south of Seattle. The number one thing I learned growing up near Seattle was that I wanted to live there, not Puyallup. Now there’s nothing wrong with Puyallup, it’s just not that exciting of a place. I am married to Darnell, my wife of 14 years. In our spare time we are lovingly restoring our Ravenna farmhouse back to its original glory. I explain to my wife that we’re taking it back to it’s farm roots with our cat Bozeman, 2 mini Aussies, Lucca (neurotic) & Blu (give me a job, give me a job), and our 3 chickens – B Master B, Lil’B and B Diddy. I get ‘the look’ when I tell her that.
As anyone that has remodeled knows, things rarely go as planned and even more rare, finished on time. As I worked away on the B’s coop, I realized that this indeed was the case. This was one project that was going to take a while. In the meantime the 3 B’s were flourishing and had outgrown their plastic box, prompting a move into Blu’s kennel. Blu is one of our mini Aussies. He wasn’t impressed with the B’s living in his home and appeared to be joining ranks with my wife, giving me the occasional stink eye. As I continued to work away on the coop, things like Labor Day needed to be celebrated, taking time away from the completion. We packed the B’s up and took them down to the beach for the holiday weekend. I think they enjoyed themselves immensely, until they were spotted by one of our resident bald eagles. Quite amazing that they understood the urgency of cover as we frantically rounded them up. Instead of the typical game of chase, with lots of bob and weave, they bunched together and waited for the calvary. I like to think they are smart, but as their instincts have evolved over thousands of years, anything to do with life preservation took center stage. Sensing panic is one of them. 
Finally, in late September the coop was complete minus the predator security screening. I announced to the wife that the B’s would soon be living in their new crib. I thought Darnell was going to do back flips. I think she may have shed a tear. Not so fast, I had to tell her. The B’s would be staying in until the predator security screening was put in place. As the end of September neared, the 3 B’s Crib was complete! Inside, they have a nest box made from a wine crate, perches to roost and their very own sectional sofa. The flooring is 12X12 tiles over plywood and the doors are barn style sliders made of plywood and steel. I’d like to see a rat chew through 3/16” steel plate! Nothing left to chance when it comes to the 3 B’s. A celebration was in order! The coop was done and the Ravenna farm house had offically turned 100 years old this year. So the grill was rolled out, the invites sent, and friends and family came to celebrate. 
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ReplyDeleteI soooooo get your love of these chickens! I find chickens to be such wonderful little creatures; not only do they "gift" us with eggs, they are immensely entertaining! I look forward to reading more about the 3 B's~ Julia
ReplyDeleteThank you Dana and Julia, the B's look forward to more tales as well.
ReplyDeleteJames~ your coop is amazing. From the one picture on your main page i knew there was more to it. Thank you for your detailed description. I love that they have a sofa. Since they like cheese and the nest box is made out of wine crates; what do they think of wine with their cheese?
ReplyDeleteYou also might be on to something here. Seems like you have quite the following of ladies on your blog. Keep up the good work my friend. When it warms up in Seattle this Summer I may have to seek you out. Maybe we can take the chicks for a beer.