Aaron and I have lived on this property for almost 4 years now. Until recently (maybe 6 months ago) I was afraid to even go near the coop. There was something creepy about it. When I mow, I take the riding mower back there to knock down the brambles, and until this year, always averted my eyes. I didn't want to make eye contact with whatever it was that might be hiding in the dark of the coop. (How many tenses did I use in the sentance about brambles? I will have to think about how to rewrite that one...) I am over my fear. I actually stood in it the other day to take measurements. Of course, it was still daylight, let's not get crazy.