I'm Almost Afraid To Look...

The snow has mostly melted away and the mud has relented enough for me to set foot outside, so off I trot to inspect the damage the blizzard did to our small chicken run.

As expected, the top is toast.

Bonus wild crow on the top of the coop acting as supervisor.

Chonk, the large white Brahma in the foreground and our Head Hen, disavows any knowledge of how this happened--and for once is blameless in breaking this particular thing.

The top was constructed of steel pipe. The weight of the snow bent it like it was nothing.

Luckily, we can reuse the hardware cloth and corner attachments. The additional bend at each corner was in this same pipe, and hopefully the two uprights will spring back into place once we take this part out...if not, we're gonna be doin' us some diggin', those things are anchored in cement about two feet underground!

My Unpleasant Surprise For Today...

 

I washed a couple of chair pads in what is apparently, my very own Laundry Thunderdome. Two went in, one came out.

 Like they say...there can be only one.

Cue muttered cussing as I picked allll that fluff outta my washer.