I havent posted in a bit. My stepdaughter got married yesterday and it has been insane.
My fear has materialized.
The city inspectors were at the house behind me on Thursday- and caught me unaware out in the yard. Of course my honking crew spied the man and started announcing their presence. He spoke with me and told me that I couldnt have farm animals. I said they are pets...really I was just buying time while the wheels in my head were spinning. He didnt care. Let me know how I am not allowed to keep them- and I blubbered like a baby and told him how I NEED them, and how they give me peace and therapy and how I dont do anything wrong in the neighborhood, put up with all this crap, blahblahblah snifflesniffle snot slobber...and I guess he felt sorry for me- a grown woman sobbing like a baby in the backyard hugging a goose. So, he told me that he would be back out on the 30th to finish with his inspection and if I had found a home for my geese by then, he would not call animal control (reminded me of fines for keeping them, seizure, etc)...
I didnt thank him. I glared at him. He tried to make himself sound like he was being helpful to me- but he is my worst enemy now. He did NOT see my chickens- the plus side of constant broodies- he didnt mention not being allowed to have them (okay, technically farm animals , etc...I KNOW chickens are illegal- but if he doesnt see them, they dont exist).
What am I supposed to do? How do I rehome Henry and Penelope and Libby? How do I do that and find a place where they wont be eaten???
My spirit is broken.
