I was just talking to my DH, who has a new job starting up and talking about how we could afford to possible actually get a house where (more) animals are allowed to be.
DH: I thought we had enough animals.
Me: Probably for here, you're right, but it doesn't keep me from wishing for some goats and pony for the kids.
DH: THE LOOK
Me: Come ON, there has to be some kind of compromise here! You knew I was like this well before you married me.
DH: I did compromise. The chickens are a compromise.
Me: The chickens are a COMPROMISE? I thought they were a GOD-GIVEN RIGHT!!!!
At that point we both lost it (laughing hysterically), but geez. I canNOT infect this man with animal-fever!
DH: I thought we had enough animals.
Me: Probably for here, you're right, but it doesn't keep me from wishing for some goats and pony for the kids.
DH: THE LOOK
Me: Come ON, there has to be some kind of compromise here! You knew I was like this well before you married me.
DH: I did compromise. The chickens are a compromise.
Me: The chickens are a COMPROMISE? I thought they were a GOD-GIVEN RIGHT!!!!
At that point we both lost it (laughing hysterically), but geez. I canNOT infect this man with animal-fever!