I put the "ladies" in their new coop while the paint was still drying. That's how desperate I was to get them in.
They were happy to be in a new place, but were very confused at dusk. They hunkered down in a corner the first night.
The second night, a few of them found the nesting boxes to be accommodating, but they couldn't figure out how to get down.
I had to lift them down and scare them out into the chicken run. After three days of this, they figured it out and now, they are happily enjoying the scraps we take out to them each day, pecking through the pine shavings and doing other chickeny things.
I love having such a well-designed coop. It's all about being lazy at the right times.
Hey dad! Thanks for building a chicken coop with me! What an amazing summer project. Remember, "I HELPING!"