Baba Yaga lived in a hut named Izbushka. The hut ran around the forest on a pair of chicken legs, making Baba Yaga an early version of granny with a motorhome - one that likes to eat little children with her sharp steel teeth...
Our Izbushka would have to be sturdy and carefully balanced to be able to stand on two angled chicken legs. I managed to construct and paint it while the four remaining hens ranged in and around it. The girls didn't seem to mind, but the process often reminded me of the cautionary words in our how-to book: prepare spaces BEFORE you actually acquire birds.
Somehow, the coop and the run were ready by the time the first eggs arrived. hens liked the new space and all was well with the world.
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