Kristen’s Chickens and Farming Ventures

I know. It was quite priceless... we are sitting there a little awkwardly because we are all unhappy about having to do this, but it is kinder than having Whisper linger in pain, and the bell chimes and this womans voice says “hi, I was just wondering, you see, I have this sheep and...” and just the look he gave us. Andrew said “I swear we have nothing to do with this...” and we all start laughing a little, because we almost always have some sort of “you know the area really could use a large animal vet...” conversation or “back home we had these goats and...”

At least the one time I did get a prescription for my chickens, he ordered me some amprolium for coccidiosis when I was brooding in the garage, I started the phone call with “I know you don’t treat livestock but...”
 
There are further things coming to light as well... for instance his father will not be leaving his share in the farm to either Andrew or his brother

Well! I wonder why he didn't mention this sooner? I am officially annoyed on your behalf.
:rant

Well, we certainly can’t take it (the house and chickens) with us. And I highly doubt they can afford or will even be willing to compensate us for it at all. Farming isn’t exactly lucrative. I’m trying to make it work, really I am... but now finding out that we will never be fully included in the farm has me feeling a little duped.

I think you have every right to feel a little duped. Humph to them!
 
I feel you pain Kris. Family is a wonderful thing, but too much of it can cause real issues. I hope things work out for the best, what ever they may be.

When I was married he inherited his grandmother's house with 7 acres. We built a barn and I had my horses there, but every time I wanted to make an improvement to the house or property I was shot down because 'that's not how my grandparents did it'.

His grandfather and grandmother both passed away and the upstairs of our house (2 bedrooms) were still full of their clothes and belongings. It was completely ridiculous.

To add insult to injury, my mother-in-law lived right next door to us. It wasn't bad at first, but once I had our daughter nothing I did was ever good enough.

I finally got the courage up to leave when I was diagnosed with Thyroid cancer at the same time my father-in-law was fighting Lymphoma. My mother-in-law looked me dead in the face and said 'at least your cancer won't kill you.' I knew at that very moment I was done. I left 2 months later and the divorce was final 4 months after that.
 

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