Bringin' down the house.

Nearly two feet of heavy wet snow later we are finding new joy in bright sunny days. The roof is doing it's job fabulously. When it was time to crawl out of bed to dig out of the driveway, the snow was already sluffing off of the roof(as it had been all night). A phenomenon that would have made Henry Ford proud. New wet, yucky snow was being added as the old, well packed snow was sliding down and off the roof as though it were on a conveyor belt.

The turkey paddock on the other hand did not fair so well. The coop itself stood it's ground and all of the birds, both turkey and duck alike were found to be warm, dry and doing well. The paddock on the other hand is a mess!!

Being as we decided to raise heritage breed birds, for various reasons, we found it a necessity to add a cattle fence (like gigantic chicken wire) roof because heritage breed birds can fly. The wet snow found this arrangement to be as favorable as we and the birds did, and it stuck. As it stuck together it created a sort of roofing material. The roofing material got heavier and heavier as the snow built up. Eventually it reached nearly two feet and weighed in at. . .oh . . . probably some where near a ton (if not more. Snow is only light and dainty when it is falling from the sky). So as the weight packed on, the poles holding up the chain link fence buckled. All of the supports are bent and the turkeys, who are far too large to remain in the coop are essentially stuck. . . until i can dig out the roofing, fence, and get to the posts. . . it needs to get warm quick!!

So we have gone from free range, kind farmers to evil factory farmers who trap there birds in an inhumanely small place. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!

Stay tuned for further adventures of the: Plight of the Gobbley Birds.