Chicken Coop

Well, as much as I enjoyed writing about heterotrophic bacteria, I have decided not to pursue that research. After seriously thinking about the project for several days, I decided that I don't want to tie myself to AR for half the upcoming summer--even if it would look wonderful on my resume, etc.
Over the past few days I have been in Mountain View spending time with my sister and my dad. On Thursday I helped Beth set her new home in order. Much easier said than done. There are lots of "Before" and "After" photos, but there were still piles of things on the floor that needed to be washed and put away.

The weekend was spent with my dad and his wife, Jenny. We didn't do anything too exciting on Friday, but Saturday we went to the shooting range. It turns out that I'm a pretty decent shot with a 9mm. I also got to shoot a large rifle that left nice purple bruises on my shoulder. Hopefully I'm never called upon to serve in the military, because I was an awful shot with the rifle.

Most importantly, Grandpa and I are refurbishing an old horse stall that was used as a chicken coop. We are going to have to completely wire the outside of the "coop" so that critters can't eat my chickens. It will be quite the conglomeration of old stall, chicken wire, and plywood when we are finished. I've been researching chickens, and I think that we are going to get Rhode Island Reds. RIR are good brown egg layers and are also said to have great personalities. Just how great of a personality can a chicken have, anyway?