It’s been a while since I’ve felt like writing. Life is messy, and sometimes blogging falls by the wayside. This morning I feel like writing, because the house is quite, I have no one to talk to, and I just scared the crap out of myself.
My husband, Bart, was out till the wee hours of the morning bowfishing with our son, Kuyler, who came home to spend some time with his dad on Father’s Day. They will be sleeping in quite late today.
I was up bright and early with the sun, and went out to do my morning chores in the barn. While I was feeding chicks and changing water in the brooder, I pulled the door closed behind me, so no chicks would get out. I stood there looking at the door feeling stunned.
I never pull the brooder door completely shut, because there’s a latch on the outside. It’s a very sturdily built cage about 4’x10′, about 6′ tall, enclosed with 1/2″ hardware cloth. I was locked inside with 25 baby chickens!
I had no idea when the guys would be waking up. And even when they did wake up, they weren’t going to be looking for me, because I’m always off doing my own thing. I don’t carry my cell phone around the farm with me, so it was in its usual place on my desk in my office.
I stood there in my cage, contemplating several hours keeping company with the chickens. I’m not sure I can describe those first few minutes while I was still absorbing my situation, before my head started working out possible solutions.
I wasn’t too keen on the idea of trying to kick out the hardware cloth. When Bart builds something, it doesn’t come apart easily, and the hardware cloth wasn’t simply stapled in place, but fastened with heavy-duty U nails. Then I noticed the piece of wire I use to hold a gate shut (pictured on the right hand side of the cage). The wire is threaded through the hardware cloth, and then wrapped around the wire of the gate. I have the gate in place to prevent the hens from trying to nest in that corner.
It took me about 10 minutes, but I was able to pull the wire through, and then use it to jimmy the outside latch. For a while, I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pull it off.
The moral of this story? I’m still thinking about it. I have looped a piece of wire through the latch, and run it inside the cage for now.