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

You carry pictures of them on your phone and none of your family....

Your parents refer to your Ladies as their "grandchickens" ....

When you intentionally clean out your purse to make room for the plastic bag to slip the leftovers from dinners into....

When your coworkers send you home on Fridays with "Birdie Bags" full of leftovers and scraps....
"Grand chickens" Hahahaa Same here :D
 
"Grand chickens" Hahahaa Same here :D
Oh, yaaaah, that's another one which fits me!

My dominant Roo (at the time he was the only rooster, actually) is the Papa of my very first GrandChick. EE dad & EE momma, but hatched by a BO. Samantha is the spitting image of her mother Rebecca (who died a few months ago). Rebecca was Carl's favorite lady and she could actually say "no" to <*ahem*> Carl's advances and yet she remained his favorite.. Samantha is currently in a hard molt.....but has been laying for almost a year and a half...



If a chick is one I artificially incubated and hatched, they're MY chicks; I've only done this with purchased hatching eggs. However, if they hatched under one of my hens (this also means they are "home" eggs and not any I bought to incubate and hatch) then they are my GrandChicks.

Everybody's named once I can tell if they are male or female. When I am telling friends or visitors (or any acquaintance I force to see photos of my flock and its members in my camera phone) about any of the chickens, I always add "and one of my GrandChicks" when appropriate.

...uhhh... that IS appropriate, isn't it???.
 
You take pictures of them for hours to get the "perfect one"
You have more pictures of them on your phone than pictures of friends
You want a lanyard with chickens on it for school
Your Birthday wishlist has several books about chickens on it
You're thinking of planning on growing a garden just for "the girls"
When you go to give treats to them, and call it your "daily offering"
You have dreams about chickens
Your parents just assume you're looking at chickens online(99.9% true
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You can't wait until spring to start the new chicken coop
You already have the coop theme chosen and landscaping planned
The slightest things make you think of chickens
When you see chickens on a movie, you have to point it out
You know the librarian at your local library has chickens
Most of the books you check out are chicken related
And Finally...
You sketch coops, anything chicken related,and the letters BYC on your notebook when bored in class SO much, you run out of paper
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Lolachick, I can totally relate to with the slightest thing makes you think of chickens. People will be like

Person: Oh yea, and I saw this worm- (or something like that)
Me: WHERE!!?? I can give it to my chickens. They're love it. Did you know- (then I start rambling on about all these chicken facts)


A conversation in the feed store:

*Mom and I walk in*
Mom: Hi, could I have some chicken feed? *I go wander off to look at chicken books*
Store person: Pellets or crushed
Me: *rush back to counter* Pellets *goes back to books*
Store person: Country Acres or Sunny Valley (or something like that)
Me: *rushes back to counter* Country Acres *goes back to books*
Store person: How much?
Mom: Um-
Me: *rushes up to counter* 50 lbs.
Store person: Okay.

This whole time my Mom was just watching me run back and forth between the books and the counter. It was pretty funny.
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I know. :) It's fun.

This one happened this morning:

So, I'm just minding my own business getting the rabbits' feed together when I feel something nudge my behind.
Me: AH!! *turns around*
Buttermilk (my chicken): Boook.
Me: Buttermilk!! Don't peck my butt!!!
Buttermilk: Boooook.
Me: Oh, I see how it is now. You want some corn.
Buttermilk: Bok boook!!!
Me: Well, don't go pecking my butt if you want some!! *gives Buttermilk corn*
 
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Lolachick, I can totally relate to with the slightest thing makes you think of chickens. People will be like

Person: Oh yea, and I saw this worm- (or something like that)
Me: WHERE!!?? I can give it to my chickens. They're love it. Did you know- (then I start rambling on about all these chicken facts)


A conversation in the feed store:

*Mom and I walk in*
Mom: Hi, could I have some chicken feed? *I go wander off to look at chicken books*
Store person: Pellets or crushed
Me: *rush back to counter* Pellets *goes back to books*
Store person: Country Acres or Sunny Valley (or something like that)
Me: *rushes back to counter* Country Acres *goes back to books*
Store person: How much?
Mom: Um-
Me: *rushes up to counter* 50 lbs.
Store person: Okay.

This whole time my Mom was just watching me run back and forth between the books and the counter. It was pretty funny.
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hahhaaaahha! I can see you doing this!
 
When your making pancakes and think that the girls would like one so you give them one off your mums plate :p
 

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