...you go three states away for your only vacation of the year with a chicken carrier in the back of your car, "just in case"...AND you end up dragging everyone you are visiting with down the road to the farm that has Silkie chicks for sale....(I'll let you know how many I get!)
OMW!!! Mine now crows with the roosters and does the super alarm chirp that the brooder chicks will do if they are stepping on each other! I think he loves to see me come running...so I MUST be addicted to chickens!
...you ask the president of the company you work for if you can buy the mower shed 'cuz it would make a great chicken coop...and you actually TELL him that...
Amen to every single one of these!!!
One I might add...
...when you happily go about your chores with a testosterone raging Showgirl rooster attached to your pantleg without fretting about it one bit...