I've been very busy so I'm just seeing this post and wanted to add my two cents worth.
We moved to the country (40 acres) almost six years ago. I wanted chickens from the first spring being here but I knew that we needed a chicken house and run built like Fort Knox with the wildlife we have around here. We don't have extra cash laying around so I knew it would be awhile before we could build the proper enclosure. Each year I would sigh and say, "maybe next year..." and hope.
My husband is absolutely wonderful ... God has truly blessed me with him and our very special children. But ... he has never wanted chickens so he hasn't had them on our "wants" list which means they weren't likely to happen.
Well, this spring I had a girlfriend who was selling her house and offered me her chicken house for FREE!! We just had to move it here. I asked my hubby about it and he said, "Ok, I'll take a look." He went and said we could move it here so I could go ahead and get my chicks! Only you here can understand the extreme excitement I felt going to get my chicks the next day.
Well, a few days later my girlfriend said that they made a mistake. We couldn't have the chicken coop ... it was just one of those things in life, they needed to keep it to sell with their house. Ok ... so here I am with little chicks in the living room in a box and no future chicken house.
To make a very long story longer, oh wait that's not right; to make a very long story shorter... My husband jumped in and started to build me a chicken house and run. After putting a couple of weeks into it we both decided that it was just to much money to be putting into chickens so we decided to turn that building into a much needed storage shed. During the entire time he was building it he would have a day now and then where he would come in and say, "That's it ... I don't care what you do with them but the chickens have to go. This is costing us to much money." I would "love" him, let him know that I would do what he wanted and listen and agree and by the next morning he would always agree to let them stay a while longer.
Well, we started a new chicken coop (which still isn't finished but the chickens are in it) and my husband continued to occasionally gripe about this whole thing.
Well, about two weeks ago I found him standing looking out the window in deep thought. I asked him what he was thinking about and he said, "If we turn the roof on the chicken house one turn we can add onto it and more than double the size for more chickens next year!"
Completely floored me ... he's getting attached!!!!!
He's since then mentioned a couple of things he wants to do to make it better for them.
I just wanted to share what a quiet love and "honoring" my husband has done for me. I get to keep my chickens!