You know you're a backyard chicken owner when...
You find yourself outside in the dark wearing a headlamp, throwing seed because the rain is coming and you can finally grow some pasture for your flock.
You’re texting DH from a board meeting, double checking he’s locked up the coop. When you get home, you go inside the coop and have a quick look to make sure everyone is accounted for and roosting normally.
You hold up a tub of meal worms, yell “treats!” and when your flock comes running, the cuteness warms your heart so much you get misty eyed.
You time your lunch break in the heat of summer to check on the girls. You refill the buckets with water and swap out the rechargeable batteries in the bucket top misters.
You say “Hi, Rusty. I miss you” every single time you walk by the slab of flagstone you laid down to keep her from getting dug up by the raccoons.
Your twelve year old daughter buys you chicken tee-shirts for Christmas with her own money.
You can’t stop coming up with more examples of being a backyard chicken owner.