We decided to get chickens for several reasons: eggs, pets, exposure, etc. The decision was made that since they were going to be pets, we would not eat any of them. So the chickens get names, get picked up, interacted with, etc. Being the silly person I am, I determined that if we could not eat them, we would name them after chicken dishes: Nugget Noodle Rosemary Popcorn Waffles Marsalla The chicks are only a couple of weeks old, and have made the entire house-hold chicken crazy as they are brooding on the dining room counter. Everyone walks by and picks up a chick and cuddles while our chicks loudly proclaim their indignation. Now my wife (and I) are looking at this whole new (previously unknown) chicken world. To include chicken toys, leashes, harnesses, supplements, bling, etc. OMG! What have we gotten ourselves into? Are we turning into crazy chicken people? Our friends look at us askance... so the answer may just be yes. I suppose spending all our money on chickens is better than other addictions, plus there are the eggs.