This is not going to be a popular post. I know that. But I’m writing it anyway.
First off, I love my full-grown chickens. They are fun to watch, they give us an ample supply of ridiculously delicious eggs, and their daily banter adds a nice level of legitimacy to what we are trying to do here. And I don’t mind cleaning out their coop…that much…but maybe that’s because we’re coming off of a winter of deep bedding and “cleaning” consists of a quick turn with the rake and a new layer of straw.
But on the whole, chickens are bit gross. They are like small, feathered toddlers with no care for where they poop, or if they eat said poop, or the fact that no matter what someone else has to clean up all of the poop. They don’t play nicely and are known to draw blood. Sometimes they yell just for the fun of it. “Egg song” is a euphemism for a sound akin to a goat learning to yodel. And when you have to go somewhere and are running late, one of them is always hiding somewhere on the property refusing to join her sisters in the safety of the fenced run.
Again, I like chickens. I HAVE chickens. We have 12 in the coop and 6 in a brood box in the basement. But for all of the “OMG! Baby chicks in hats!!!” posts on Facebook, and the adorable fluffy butts posing in teacups on my Instagram feed, someone has to tell the whole truth about chickens, and it’s not all lavender coop spray and gourmet omelets.
Top 10 Reasons NOT To Get Backyard Chickens
1. Baby chicks are only cute for 3 days. Then they lose their feathers and hit that awkward teenage phase that does not discriminate between species. We call them “punk rock chickens” at this stage, but my mom cut to the chase when she asked when they stop being ugly.
2. It takes between 6 and 12 weeks, on average, for a chicken to fully feather and be able to live in an outdoor coop. Our coop is insulated but not heated, and we got the babies early this year, so we have a minimum of 8 weeks with 6 chicks in the laundry room. Despite daily doses of fresh bedding and a full clean-out every 3 days, our laundry room reeks. Chicken shit smells terrible. I wish this article was scratch-n-sniff.
3. When raising chicks indoors, prepare for a layer of yellow dust to cover everything in the immediate vicinity. If air can touch it, so too can this nuclear fallout of sawdust and (of course) poop particles. Our laundry room doubles as a storage room, and everything has to be cleaned and disinfected when the girls move out.
4. Baby chicks poop in their food. And their water. And your hand. Food (wasted) and water (now brown sludge) need to be changed multiple times a day. When you see a cute picture of a baby chick on someone’s living room floor, or their kitchen table, you need to know that right after the picture was taken there was a person desperately googling “how to get chicken poop stains out of carpet.” Dummies.
5. Chickens aren’t really pets. If you name your chickens and turn them into pets, take a few minutes to think about what becomes of them when they stop laying eggs. A chicken typically peaks in egg production at two years and then drops off. Backyard chickens who get a break in the winter (read: no artificial light in the coop to prolong laying) can lay strongly into their 5th year, but can live 8 years. So then what? Will you keep an ever-growing flock of geriatric chickens who don’t produce? Will you harvest and eat the chickens? Will you really be able to sit down to the table and serve a bowl of chicken noodle soup starring the meat formerly known as Goldie?
6. Once chickens are outside, you still have to clean up their poop. Chicken poop is “hot” and needs to be aged before you add it to your garden. We built a $6 PALLET COMPOST BIN
to house all of our poop and used pine/straw bedding before we mix it into the garden in the spring. Quick note — the girls love digging through this mess of yuck when they are let out to wander, so the current bin is not even close to being as clean as it was in the “look what we built!” post. Thank goodness we hid this mess in the trees.
7. Chickens can only be left on their own for a few days, and that is if you have adequate, predator-proof space, a coop that doesn’t require you to open and close the door, and a way to disperse clean food and water while you’re gone. Or neighbors who don’t mind helping out in exchange for eggs. It’s not a deal-breaker, but it does add another level of planning to the family vacations.
8. Chickens will ruin your yard, if you have one. They will peck the ground bare. We have a 200 square foot run, and the prairie grass was gone, never to return, within a week. The 5-acre property holds up much better to the voracious attacks of a dozen hungry hens, but I will say that they have eaten more than their fair share of decorative plants and flowers and I’m pretty sure they gobbled up $100 in wildflower seed that I scattered in the fall. Bitches.
9. Some chickens are cleaner layers than others. Again, the multi-colored pictures of glossy eggs that people love to post on social media have been rinsed of mud, straw, small feathers, and our ever-present pal, poop. A chicken only has one exit hole, and sometimes she’ll multitask.
10. If you are able to free-range your chickens, which I fully recommend, you may lose a bird to a hawk, or a loose dog, or a fox. So far we’ve been lucky and we only let the girls out for a few hours a day when it’s full light, but I know it’s a risk. Less risky, but more probable, is the appearance of chicken poop, that ever-present through line of raising poultry, all along your driveway, in the yard, and (inevitably) on the bottom of your shoe and tracked throughout your home. Good thing I’ve already googled how to get chicken poop out of carpet.
Still want chickens? Then congratulations! You made it through the shit list (ha) and are ready for the reality of backyard chickens. If you’re now questioning the endeavor and want to go back to a time of ignorance, skip the real baby chicks and bliss out HERE
Either way, happy chickening.