Excuses for Hubby......

This is so funny....
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More, more...... I love hearing other peoples stories. Not to mention the great ideas I'm getting!!!
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I came home from the feed store with a dozen straight run chicks. After a couple of days, DH noticed them in the brooder and walked around with a chip on his shoulder for another couple of days. I said nothing. Finally, he stopped one day and asked accusingly, "How much did those chickens cost?" I was at the computer but never turned around. I said, "A dollar each, so twelve dollars...how many (two hundred fifty dollar) game cameras do we own?" The answer is somewhere around eight, I really don't know. He walked away without answering but lost his attitude and didn't ask again. By the way, he also hunts, and all the spending that implies.
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Another time, he decided I was spending too much time with the chickens. He said, as if it were a BAD thing, "...and if you're not out at the coop, you're on the computer, reading about chickens!" I said, "Okay, I'll find a new passtime, I think I'll take up bar-hopping." Again, end of discussion.........poor man.
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In his defense, usually he is perfectly reasonable and wonderful and even at times like those, I love him dearly.
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I love this one. You explained it perfectly.

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I get in trouble for being on the computer reading about chickens... In fact, he's fixin' on making a comment here real soon. (As he sits watching tv.)
 
So, I am getting into this a little late, but earlier this summer I went down to Southern States to buy chicken feed. The store had accidentally been shipped straight run chicks instead of all females, so they were giving away between 6 and 10 chicks for every bag of feed. Well, I have no problem butchering chickens so I told them I'd take 6 Rhode Island Reds. I slipped them in with the chicks I'd hatched earlier that week. It wasn't until they were 3 months old that my husband even noticed! I told him they were free and if we got pullets we'd get eggs and if cockerels we'd have chicken dinner. He was surprisingly okay with it since we'd recently had a fox get in and kill a half dozen of my best birds from my spring hatch. As much as he'll get on me about the chickens, he loves selling the eggs to his former coworkers. He's even started asking when we're going to build a call duck pen for our daughter. She's only 6 months old, so I have a feeling someone wants cute ducklings for himself!!!
 
For about a year and a half, all I had were hens. The time came to replace them, so I decided to buy chicks. DH had a no rooster policy because he is a light sleeper. I called him from the feed store to ask if I could get chicks. Long silence on other end of phone. Ok. They are pullets, right?
Oh yeah, all females...oops they threw in two roosters( but I kept that info to myself):-D Now I build my coops farther from the house.
 
Funny you should ask. Last weekend I figured I'd better tell my hubby that I had eggs coming. When he asked why, I simply said, "Genetic Diversity. I cant, in good conscience, hatch and sell chicks who are the grandchildren of their father- who just so happens to be their uncle as well!. It just comes too close to those unfortunate jokes surrounding my Northern NH hillbilly roots!"

He rolled his eyes and said, "Thats stupid!" LOL!

My other reason, the one he seemed to accept, was that I wanted to sell eggs in the spring. 5 hens just aren't going to be enough to keep the neighborhood stocked.
 
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Same boat here, he has spent tons on his hunting gear and has gotten zero deer, someone has to keep this family fed! If this family must eat chickens and eggs instead of some good deer tenderloin, so be it! (I do wish he'd get a deer, tenderloin with biscuits and venison gravy would really hit the spot right about now.)

he needs to buy a tractor... last thanksgiving, hubby drove the tractor down to the road to pick up our trash cans (half mile driveway). told him when he left, make sure you take the gun. he laughed at me. came back up with the cans, got the gun and drove back down (cans rattling all the while) and popped a doe down by the old horse pen. said first time he went by, the herd (8 or 9) ran off into the woods about 20 feet and just stood there watching him go by. on the way back up, they just watched him go by again. on the 3rd pass, he stopped the tractor, used the hood to steady the rifle, and BAM! the other does all just ran about 20 feet further and watched as he field dressed her and put her in the front end loader to bring back to the house. 8)

I'm looking at an auction right now and contemplating... he hasn't complained about chicks yet. just the free ranged ones hanging out by the door under the deck. "there's poop every *bleep*ing where!" so now i feed them further away from the house. LOL

as for building coops etc, that's on me to do. he's said already that whatever i want, it's up to me to make. so tomorrow i go buy some more wood for the big coop i need. 8)
 

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