Finish this sentence: "You know you're addicted to chickens when..."

You know you're addicted to backyard chickens when...

You realize late at night that you forgot to shut the chicken door, and run outside in you pajamas to shut it. Good thing we have a privacy fence! No nasty coons are getting my girls! (Lord willing) :)

You watch a church service (on tv) with your chickens to make sure they are saved. :p
 
when you go to a restaurant with chicken poop on your good shirt and you and ur dh//dw laught about it
when you collect 400+ eggs a week and think you laided an egg in your dream and thank the good lord it was just a dream
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you ask for a $900 camera for Christmas, not to take pictures of your kids, but to take better/clearer pics of your chickens :)
 
All you do is want to spend puter time on BTC! And...Have your crabby husband a nice dinner because he worked on the coop all afternoon!
 
When you just got into chickens and you are totally obsessed already. My first 6 are only 3 months old I am already bringing up 6 more and I wish I had room for more. They are the best entertainment. I am already rabbit obsessed but chickens are so cool in a different way.
 
... you open your chicken pen in the morning and the wave of chickens rivals the biblical exodus from Egypt...AND you stand there and greet most of them by name as they enter the pasture!
 
There's no way you'd break a rule under any circumstance, unless it's the city one that limits the number of chickens you can have
 
Ok, time for some fun!

Finish this sentence: "You know you're addicted to raising backyard chickens when..."

You don't exactly know how many you have until you go out and count them and then realize you have 2 incubators full of eggs to hatch.
 

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