I finally decided it was time to step it up a notch, and buy the chickens a grown-up feeder they couldn’t knock over, and a waterer they couldn’t crap in. Because they do that; crap in their water dish.
I’ve kept rodents as pets that never crapped in their water dish. A four week old puppy may be one of the world’s most useless (if adorable) creatures, but it won’t crap in the water dish. Chickens though? Oh yeah. Totally. Like once a week.
So I got really excited and placed my order. And it turns out that the feeder isn’t as big as I thought it was, and also it doesn’t have the grate that stops the chickens from flicking out their feed. And it’s a hanging feeder, which is great, but now I can’t figure out where to hang it or how that will work exactly.
The waterer is sound in principle. Except that I thought it would hold a 2liter bottle, but it barely holds a 1liter bottle. My four chickens drink half a gallon of water per day. How many of these things am I supposed to dangle around the outside of the chicken tractor in order to meet that demand? I don’t know. I’m too tired to do math.
Also, the chickens completely ignored it. Quelle surprise, as we said in the 80s.