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My brother and I raised chickens in high school for Ag class, and it taught us a valuable lesson in being prepared.
We ordered the baby chicks from Sears and it was supposed to be 4-6 weeks delivery, but they came way too early.
We had made a deal with our neighbor to build us a coop with heat lamps if we painted his garage.
Well we did our part, but he was slower in doing his part.
Most of our chicks died from the cold before we could get it set up.
We ordered more chicks, and had more trouble when this batch reached adult-hood.
We didn't have enough space for the amount of chickens we had and a bunch suffocated trying to crowd into the confined space getting away from the freezing rain.
And the smell from the chicken shit? God awful!
So my advice is, be prepared, don't buy more chickens for the space, and clean that shit up regularly.
Good luck, because, while in a way... it was nasty, it was still kind of a fun time.
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