I always calculate my cooking to include chicken "treats". Lol!
I make way more oatmeal pancakes than we can eat on a Sunday morning, darn it...
More salad than we can manage for Tuesday lunch, it all just works out. :-)
You know you're addicted to chickens when you get a tear in your eye because a really flighty pullet decides to fly up to your shoulder and take treats from your hand.
I don't have a picture because I was by myself, but I almost fell over from the shock when one of my SS Hamburg pullets flew...
Here's a picture of the cutest feather I've ever seen. I put it on my hand for a size reference.
You may be addicted to chickens when you have to share every little thing about them.
I just love their feathers, I found one so tiny I'm suprised I even saw it laying on the ground. I'll have to take a picture and post it when i get home. I'm at the public library right now.
I guess that could be another way you know you're addicted to chickens, checking out BYC when you stop...
I'm still waiting for there to be eggs lying around my kitchen. My pullets are only about 17 weeks old, so I am "patiently" waiting for that happy event.
I guess I should add that those feathers were some that my chickens had lost and I wanted to show my mom. I don't usually just carry feathers around in my purse. Usually...
When you are paying for groceries and accidently pull out a handful of feathers from your purse with your wallet (happened yesterday).
The look on her face was priceless.