As soon as our local feed store announced that chick days were coming, my hubby grounded me. He said he didn't want to hear tale of me being within 1000 yards of any feed store.
I snuck in there at lunch one day, teehee.
They had what I was looking for
. I said, "Sweetie, before you leave out to go fishing, would you go to the store and get some layer crumbles please?"
He said, "I don't have time to honey, we've got to go!"
I said, "Okay, well, then I'm going to stop in there and get them, because the ladies are OUT!" He said, "Okay but we have enough chickens."
I said, "I'd only be tempted if they have exactly what I am looking for, if they don't, I will leave empty handed."
So I went. I went to the feed store un-chaperoned 4 times before they got my straight-run EE's back in the store. They sold out that first time between the time I went at lunch and when I got off work that day.
My sons were with me that last time. I came home with three little fuzzy butts. My hubby picked out his favorite. He's a big softy. Then, he grounded me and the boys

I snuck in there at lunch one day, teehee.


He said, "I don't have time to honey, we've got to go!"

I said, "I'd only be tempted if they have exactly what I am looking for, if they don't, I will leave empty handed."
So I went. I went to the feed store un-chaperoned 4 times before they got my straight-run EE's back in the store. They sold out that first time between the time I went at lunch and when I got off work that day.

