I don't have chickens yet, but I still am saying things related to them. I'm including my husband's reactions.
Me: "It says I have to look at their private bits and find a bump or no bump."
Hubs: "Sounds easy to me, isn't that what they do to human babies too?"
Me: "It's slimy and furry at the same time, gross." (while watching a chick hatch on YouTube)
Hubs: "She just coughed up a hairball it's not that big of a deal." (referring to the cat)
Me: "I need a nice wide pencil to mark the eggs with Xs and Os when they arrive."
Hubs: "What for??"
Me: "So I know when to turn them."
Hubs: "How is hugging and kissing them with a pencil going to help turn them?" --- nope, I'm not kidding, this conversation took place. It's because I always say "Xs and Os, love" (it's one of our things we do to say I love you). In this situation though...it was too much to bear and I laughed so hard I cried.
Me: "That's it, I'm not going to have a choice...I have to shoot them in the neck, apparently." (referring to giving them Merek's vaccines)
Hubs: "Dear, if the dogs are being that annoying just let them outside to do their business...no need to get overdramatic."
AND my MOST favorite of all of them. This one happened this morning:
Me: "I need to find that link that tells me how to sex a chick. I think they said you can do it with feathers."
Him: [jaw drops] "Have you lost your mind? Are you sure that spray paint said non toxic on it?" - and he was dead serious when he said it...he was quite concerned.
And, taken at the right moment too!!!! XD
