But there's no boat, and we have no plans to get one, because there's no water. Years ago, one of the borders of our property was Smith Lake, which was bordered by about five homes. We deduce from the oars and pier and a few pictures we've seen that it was really beautiful and fun to be on the lake. Unfortunately, due to a weak dam at the other end of the lake and the reluctance of the neighborhood to spend hundreds of thousands of the dollars to fix it, the lake had to be lowered. We can see it sparkling in the distance, but we don't get to enjoy it. It must have been really depressing for the people living here to suddenly have no lake. But at least it made the house a lot cheaper for us to buy.
So we have this useless building. We're getting chicks in April and need to build them a coop, and Mike's stepdad suggested that it would be a piece of cake to tow the boat house to the location we prefer and house the chickens in that. We were excited about putting it to use and saving $$ on the coop, but we were also skeptical, as the move would involve a very steep hill of maybe 20 vertical feet and a distance of about 200 yards.
Well, it's not to be. Upon closer inspection, it seems that the wood of the boat house is starting to rot. It would likely fall to pieces if we tried to move it, and even if it survived, it wouldn't be a very good chicken home. It's kind of a relief to me, though, because it hasn't been used in ages and the mice have taken over. One quick read of the Center on Disease Control's page about cleaning up rodent droppings had me reluctant to even go inside, let alone get to work chasing out the mice, cleaning up their nests and poo, and disposing of the dead mouse. (Mike's been referring to him as "our DJ friend" in reference to Deadmau5.) I guess someday when the boat house is a real eyesore we'll demolish it, but for now the mouse dance party will continue down at the dry lake.
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