So we got the chickens in the mail today. 7:30am, I am about to leave for school, and I hear the phone ring. I think, "who's calling us so early on a Wednesday morning?" It was the post office saying that the chickens we ordered are in. When I got home, the children said they already named a few of them . . . all fine a dandy until we CUT THEIR HEADS OFF and eat them! Nolan built the structure for them to live in. A chicken hotel with a indoor area AND a patio! They are going to live it up large for the week or two before we stick them outside. For now, the are on the enclosed patio.