Deck the Coop.


The girls and I had a little fun today as we decorated their digs today for the holidays. They were not too sure of the lights at first, but they thought that the bows tasted quite good.

You see, they get excited whenever I come out to the coop carrying something. They think that I am brining a yummy treat for them to devour. With my hands full, I could not manage a treat, so they decided that the decorations would be just as good. yea… not so much. They pecked at the bows and finally decided that they were not as good as they looked. Anyhow, after a few nasty looks from the gang they realized that I was up to something else fun. Thus the onlookers began to assemble.

This is the first year that I have decorated their coop with lights. I usually put a wreath on their door and a stocking for Santa to fill with treats on their coop. But last year when the wreath fell down and they decided that it was a good thing to lay eggs in. So, I did not try to argue with that kind of chicken logic. After all, now I know where I can expect to find all the eggs that they layed for the day. Most of the girls lay them in the coop, but I have one or two girls that like to think outside the box so to speak. They like to make me work for the eggs and send me on an egg hunt. The Christmas weather kind of solved that problem, but this year I decided to step it up and bring some exterior illumination to their digs.

Their reaction to the light strand when it lit up was quite entertaining. I had it stretched out on the ground while I worked the tangles that most lights are in when packaged in the box. I got the extension cord drug out to the coop and attached to the pen so they cannot peck at it. Anyway while I was away they inspected all the lights, but when I plugged them in they were startled by the sudden illumination coming from the dead thing on the ground. This is their first experience with Christmas lights so we will see how they take to them.


Roy as always is not impressed when I mess with his digs. Even a good spring coop cleaning is something that he actively protests with a serenade of crowing. I am not too sure if its the leaf blower that I use to get all the dust out, the water that I spay in the coop to clean well, or the fact that I am rearranging the furniture. But anyhow he is not a fan of me messing with his pad. So of course he was not a big fan of decoration day. After all was said and done, he inspected and decided that the lights were not a threat and thus acceptable. His expression in the pic is just precious, he is a character like none other. The girls however are cool with the festive decor like any women would be.


With the coop decorated and the girls officially ready for Santa, we hope that he finds that they have been good this year. Last year Santa brought them a bag of knock out scratch and a package of meal worms. We will see what Santa leave for them this year. Santa has a soft spot for chickens.

Well that is it for our adventures for now, I hope you enjoyed our story.

The Girls want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and an Egg-celent New Year!!

Thanks for following our adventures, see you next time. Till then, take care and keep on crowing.

The Kuntry Klucker Crew




  1. Vicki Grace · December 14, 2015

    I wanted to click “Like” but it won’t let me without a WordPress account. So…..LIKE! Love those blue lights. 😀

    Liked by 1 person

    • Noelle K. Moser · December 14, 2015

      Thanks!!! Roy is still getting used them, but the girls seem to like them.


  2. Mary Haggard · December 14, 2015

    What a delightful coop for UR girls.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Noelle K. Moser · December 14, 2015

      Thanks Mary. We have fun decorating their digs. They seem to like the added spunk to their living environment.


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