It's so funny, because he was TOTALLY underwhelmed about my getting chickens, but he built the coop and run, bought me my Cochins at a swap meet, just rolled his eyes when I came home with ducks, barely cringes when I tell him I'm stopping at TSC on the way home, and thinks it's funny that I spend hours on "Chicken Facebook" (what the family calls BYC).
He really is a keeper. Of course, the fresh eggs don't hurt . . .