Awww, that's a pity.
On Friday I was chatting with a colleague over a book on urban chicken-keeping. My Grandfather used to keep chickens, but eventually the neighbours complained too much (he lived in a town).
Another friend kept chickens in the back garden, but the crumbling back wall of the hutch turned out to be medieval, and the hutch had to be taken down while excavations on the garden took place. I strongly suspect they dug down and found.....chicken shit!
Let us know which birds you bring home..