Piece by piece it’s all coming together.
Today we received a delivery from Mills Fleet Farm containing three wood nesting boxes for the hens. Technically, we only need one or two for three birds, but I’m hopeful the chickeneers in Ferndale will unite to eventually lobby to increase the number allowed in our flock. Plus, I’m sure the girls won’t mind having some variety to their laying routines.
We also bought a baby chick feeder, to go along with a chick waterer that we bought last weekend. Aside from building the brooding box — where they will stay until they are strong enough to live outside — we are largely prepared for the chicks.
After I ordered the chicks a couple days ago, I received a confirmation note from Meyer Hatchery indicating that I could pick them up from Tuesday to Friday of the week we selected. I was somewhat disappointed because I originally chose a date that included a Monday pickup date. I did this on purpose so both Matt and I could take a day off work to travel to Ohio for the pickup.
So the next morning, I called Meyer Hatchery, and explained the situation. I asked if it was still possible for us to come on Monday. The gentleman pulled up my account, then quickly told me that of course we could! The chicks will hatch that morning, so we will have literal day-old (if that!) chicks. I confessed that I am a first-time chicken owner, and he told me I would love it. And that I would want more. “Just wait until you have your first omelette, or bake your first cake using your own chicken eggs,” he said, excited. “You’ll wonder why you ever bought store eggs.”
We talked for about 10 minutes. It was truly the most amazing customer service experience of my life. This guy loved his job and believed in the product. It made me feel so much better about our decision to switch hatcheries.
This weekend, our friend Eric is driving in from the west side of the state to help us finish the coop. We have a realistic, doable list of projects to tackle.
Game on. I’m ready to get this done.