I will say..I worry more than I ever did and I was a diary farmer for a few years. I wake up at odd times of the night sometimes and shine a light out my window to check on them. Sometimes a see a feather out of place and I spend hours taking photos and researching, I get paranoid. I spend my weekends trying to figure out how to make the perfect chicken coop, the perfect toys, the perfect this or that...I love it. Is it worth all that? Sure the hell is. But alas, only one person in the world can really answer this question for you. Good luck with whatever you decide to do. =)Oh yes..I realize there will be no taking off. I love animals..and have done a lot of bird rescue ..wild ones..in my twenties. But chickens..have always been what I dreamed of having...not for eggs..not for meat..but to simply love em and enjoy them. I really do appreciate the honesty of everyone here. It can't be a fleeting fancy..it is a commitment..that can bring joy..sadness..and yah maybe horror...which leads back to my post..Is it really worth it? I think it sounds like the joy outweighs the nasty stuff judging by the response.