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!