Being tired of eggs hidden anywhere and everywhere around the farm, and chicken poop on my porches, I hired a chicken pen built.
The coop was already there, but alas, nobody would use it for shelter or egg laying.
After the prison yard was finished and predator proof (unless the predator is determined) Becky got motivated to clean out the old shavings and replace them with new. So it even smells half decent in the coop now.
I don't know if you can tell from the picture, but this fence is 6' high.