Yes I'm a BYC-aholic. DH thinks I'm mental, he actually said, "we have enough chickens." How dare he? I got 9 new babies this morning, and hey, I promptly rehomed the packing peanuts, all 8 of them. My little boy's roo died this morning. So that only brings me to 23 total. Enough chickens? I think not!
And this man, who has a decrepit 14 year old cat that uses the entire sunroom for a toilet and looks like a mange victim, has the audacity to tell me that I have enough chickens....and that my sweet babies are not just the cutest little things he's ever seen?
Maybe I have PMS, but at least my pets are useful and cute.
P.S. I was driving on the other side of town yesterday running his errand and I saw a house, in a crowded residential neighborhood, with about 10 chickens. I was so excited, yelling, "you'll never guess what I saw on the way to the trash company?!?" The man thought I was a looney. Yet all I could think of for the rest of the day was that I wished those people would be on BYC and I could get to know them!