The pen was built with love a few yards from the house. They defiantly didn't want predators to get in to kill their chickens. They also didn't want the chickens to get out. They wired it all up and took the necessary precautions to keep it safe. I got a cup of food and pulled the board up so I could go inside... but as I turned to leave I realized that I had not secured it up and it had slid right back down into locked position..... hmmm.
So what do you do when you find yourself locked in a chicken coop, with a bunny (I won't starve today I can kill and eat the rabbit). You don't panic that's what. (why would you panic anyway, you have your cell phone in your pocket, but seriously you can do this, because a. you watched a lot of MacGyver, and b. how embarrassing to have to call and ask someone to get you out) First I realized that I couldn't open it with my fingers they would not fit through the holes. So I look around.... straw... straw.... rabbit poop.... feathers..... huge board...... think think..... large hook screwed into roof (LIGHT BULB GOING OFF IN ONES HEAD). I quickly unscrewed the hook used the long end to pry the board up, up and out! Hooray I'm free, just moments before it all blew sky high.... yeah I made that very last part up... but whats an escape without an explosion!
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What? No duct tape? Still, I'm glad you made it out of there alive (and without having to call your husband to rescue you. How humiliating!)
That was so funny!!! yay for you, you are a true pioneer woman. :) (and I LOVE your reenactment!!)
Okay - just a word of advice - definitely speaking from experience cause you know how many bunnies we used to have. BUNNIES DIG. Unless the wires on the chicken coop extend into the ground which is highly unlikely, little bunny foo foo may get out and go hopping through the forest. That would be sad. So keep an eye out for digging. I just love your new place - hope I get down there to see it.
We should start calling you "Houdini".
Ha ha ha!!! Collin locked me out of our apartment when he was two. He was screaming and crying cause he couldn't join me. Had to go to the neighbors house to call Joe to come home to unlock the door. (thank goodness he only worked four blocks away)
Pretty funny. So much sounds like a predicament I would get into.
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