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I hate to admit it but I’m a little
stubborn er, determined when it comes to something I want. My Momma always said when I was little, if I wanted something, I would be determined to get it. So when I finally found a chicken crate this past September (after searching for what seemed like forever) on a resale site an hour away, I jumped in the car to go pick it up. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it and I couldn’t wait to turn it into a chicken crate coffee table!
It turns out the owners were downsizing and selling their family chicken farm and this beauty was stuck in an INCREDIBLE barn. The owner was nice enough to give me a quick tour around the barn too! It was such a neat place and being able to see the writing on the old barn doors of how many eggs were collected from the chickens in what months and years was amazing! I love things like that!
I’m pretty sure my husband thought I was nuts when I got it home and drug it into the garage with chicken poop caked on it for God knows how long. I just looked at him with ALL the eyelashes batting at him and said, “Please, just trust me.”
To get started, I removed wire that was around the circumference of the crate with some needle-nose pliers. I put on my gloves and armed myself with a toothbrush, scrubbing sponge (I used these scrub daddy sponges which are legit if you’ve never tried them), dish soap, bucket, a hose, and got to work. I mean I cleaned it. And scrubbed it. And cleaned and scrubbed in every nook and cranny till my fingers were worn. I wanted to make sure I got this baby squeaky clean since I’d be putting it inside the house!
After it was cleaned off, I cleaned it again with a very diluted bleach solution and rinsed it off with water. I don’t know if that really did anything but if nothing else it gave me piece of mind that I was killing whatever bacteria was on there! HA! I wish I would’ve taken a picture of what it looked like before I cleaned it so you could
empathize with my husband appreciate how much of a difference there was!