You're a music education major who squealed with delight when you found two chicken songs in your elementary education text book.
You've invited your family over for every new chicken you've acquired this year.
You think you're little silkie would make a much better house pet than your cat.
You weren't getting any chickens this year, yet there are four teenage chicks in your basement.
You can't talk about anything but chickens.
You turned your best friends family into a chicken family.
You finally convinced your boyfriend that you need three coops in the future. One for bantams, one for standards, and one for EEs because you can never have enough EEs.
You go to an old teacher's retirement party and end up talking chickens the whole time.
You have a really bad day and no one is home so you bring your EE inside the house for some cuddle time.
You've considered teaching elementary because you can do an egg incubation project even though you'd rather teach High school (still trying to figure out what chickens have to do with music)
You're boyfriends mom runs into you at the store and asks all about her grandchickens.
