Husbands Too Nice for Their Own Good

My dh is a sweety! He is big and tries very hard to act tough..but he is just mush..pure mush!

When I decided I wanted to become a beekeeper , he thought I had flipped, he said I was a crazy women and if I got bees--I had better NEVER ask him to help me--not one time..Well, he drove me 4hrs. (one way) to pick up my first bees, he cleared the land for the hives to sit, he helped me put them together... It's been ten yrs.. he now helps me harvest the honey, plants acres of sunflowers, herbs, peas, clover for my bees, He has purchased 1000$ worth of bee related equipement and spent 100's of hours helping me..

Same thing with my rescued dogs (7) three of which sleep with us.. , my vineyard- he dugg all the holes, set the posts, stung the wires, my orchard he helped me lay it out, plant it and has purchased all of the trees for my bday/valentines/anniverasy., huge garden --that I had better never ask him to plant (he grew up working in the families huge garden and hated it) and my chickens--I wanted 3-4 and after he started building the coop he said I think you need a bigger coop you should have at least a dozen......It starts out---DON"T expect me to help you!!!!!LOL...I think it makes him sound tuff...BUT we all know different..
 
Awww. What a bunch of sweeties! My DH is definitely not one of them.
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Kidding!

In all seriousness though, no doesn't mean no here either. If I want it bad enough or I pout
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, I will get it. 'Just to keep you happy.'...

It was his idea to keep all our EE roos and find them ladies.
It was his idea not to slaughter our Thanksgiving turkey, but keep him and buy him girlfriends in the spring because he's 'so cool'.
It was his idea to add on to the barn for goats this spring.
It was his idea to build a shack in the woods with a pen to raise pigs.

Hmmm... maybe he's not such a city boy afterall. LOL
 
I have one of those husbands
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He has built me 4 coops, and even though he says they are MY chickens, and he could care less about them...well, one of the hens is smitten with him, and follows him around when he is outdoors. This has made him pay closer attention to the others, and he watches them and laughs (and comes to find me to come and see the funny stuff they do). I have chickens in the house at the moment (he bought me an incubator, and then built me another one - after he said I really didn't need them) and he checks on them more often than I do, then comes and finds me to give his report on how the chickens are doing
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I saw some chickens that were absolutely adorable, at the auction - I said no, I really shouldn't, and he says "you know you want them, so buy them"
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but I hear at least once a week that I have too many chickens.

I wanted a couple of donkeys - we now have 9.5 donkeys. One of them is "his" donkey
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, he drove 3 hours away to pick him up.

He didn't want pigs - he has built me a very nice pig pen (we are gonna buy feeders soon).

Oh, and those donkeys are getting into one of my coops (it is in their pasture, after all, so fair game, as far as they are concerned) so as soon as we have a nice day, he is gonna build me a fence to keep them away from the coop
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(of course, that one I had to threaten to do it myself, first, then he decided he'd better do it).

Oh, did I mention he washes my dishes every night?

I am so spoiled, and I love it
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meri
 
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So...why DO women ask "does this dress make me look fat?"
My wife asked me that once...I didn't even think and said, "It ain't the dress...." I tried to stop but I could see the words floating through the air in slow motion, like just before a car crash.
I don't remember much after that....I guess its a good thing.
 
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I swore I'd never do that, and haven't for about 20 years, but just the other day, That Question actually came out of my mouth - I was shocked, not at his answer (he said "I'm not answering that."), but that I had asked it! It must be some vestige useless tic in women's brains that we can subjugate but not truly control.
 
My other woman friends thinks I'm nuts when I tell them about the little surprise gifts my DH brings to me.

For instance, one day while standing over the stove cooking supper, he walks in with this sad, ugly, scrawny half feathered hen that he paid $5 for from a guy in the parking lot of a mini mart. He said he pulled up to the front of the store to run inand buy some gum and when he got out of his truck, he noticed a croker sack in the back of the truck next to him, he also noticed that the sack was moving. He sat there and waited to see who came back out to the truck. It was a teen boy, so DH questioned him about what was in the sack. It was a hen that belonged to his grandmother that was being picked on by the other hens and she told him to take it off for her. He was on his way to a dump to shoot her. DH told him he would give him $5 for her and he brought her to me. He had her wrapped in a flannel shirt and she was scared to death. All she needed was some feed and a little attention. She quickly became one of my best layers, setters and the queen of the flock. Her name is Rose cause she's a RIR cross.

Next surprise was Peggy, the little black female piglet he found lost out on the backroad after hunting dogs had chased the momma pig and the little ones and Peggy got seperated from them. We had her as a pet for 8 years. She thought she was one of the dogs, LOL. She needed more space, so she lives with DH's uncle on his farm and she's the queen bee around there.

Our cat Willie was another surprise and a stray as a kitten 10 years ago.

He never had pets as a kid growing up and he knows I can't have too many, so he's making up for lost time and keeping me happy too.

He builds all the pens and coops, picks up all the feed for me, helps me clean the pens and coops, and he sells and delivers the eggs.

I think I'll keep him, LOL.
 
What a smile I have reading these stories. My DH and I have been married 17 years. I moved across the world to be with him.

I really couldn't ask for a greater guy, wonderful husband and father and OMG the stuff he puts up with from me and never complains. Recently when we were outside and I was caring for the animals he commented that I could use at least 2 more chicken tractors and he'd get working on them over the Winter. The guy doesn't have a spare second between work and the 100+ mile round trip each day.

When I was asked to come to TX this weekend to meet my wounded soldier he was thrilled and told me to absolutely go, he'd take care of everything and the kids. Then in the next breath he said....

Oh and go buy a new outfit, you need to look nice at a place like that, and get some new shoes or boots, all the ones you have have chicken poo on them.

I know he meant it in a nice way but gee!


Oh and if I ever ask if something looks me look fat he is kind enough to tell me with a smile, "It's not the clothes fault"
 
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