A friend with a flock said, “Get six, you will be fine.” We got six. We were eventually fine. The first ten weeks taught us most of what we needed to know.
We underbuilt the coop
Every chicken book says “4 square feet per bird inside, 10 outside.” We thought we could get away with less. We could not. We rebuilt in August.
Predators come at twilight
Not at night. Twilight. A raccoon does not knock. A hawk is a flying knife. Lock the door at sundown, every single day, no exceptions.
Feed eats your budget
Or rather, the chickens eat your budget. Buying the big bag from the feed mill saved us about a third versus the pretty bag at the hardware store.
Three years in, we would still get chickens again. We would just build a bigger coop the first time.

