Lisa Eakins Church: you rode to your own wedding in the back of your husbands truck, sitting on a chicken cage to your little farm.
Amy Kuehn Kalna: you are banned from the local feed stores until chick season is over!
Elissa Beth Shriver: you have 6 hens that watch television with your family every night!
Deborah Harton: you drive for 9 hours straight just to get more.
Angela Mercer-Penny: you built a new coop with more square footage than your first house.
Jennifer Harvin: you have a brooder next to your bed with a hatching mama in it.
Sue Churchill: You look at the tree in your backyard and see a mother hen (beak pointing left) with her baby in front, head down behind the bananas.
Lee Lanier: you have more pictures of your chickens on facebook then of your own kids and family.
Angie Tamara Reed: you take chicken butt pictures and text them to your husband at work after asking him to “guess what?”
Alicia Parker: you call home while on vacation just to check on how the chicks are doing!
Loretta Mae Forman: you walk in the kitchen to find you 2 yr old had pulled up a chair, grabbed and flashlight and is now candling eggs.
Alicia Smith: you bawk out the window while driving ..and crow randomly and your boyfriend says: “you’re alright, it’s the rest of the world that’s messed up.”
Elissa Powell: you’ve used your sewing/carpentry/cooking skills more for your chickens than your family since you got them.
Melissa Bayness: you keep hatching chicks until you have at least a pair of every shade and color of the same breed.
Angelia Marie Strong: you wake up to not only a real rooster crowing but your alarm clock sounds like one too.
Kristin Weismiller: you have 2 pullets living in your bathtub for 3 months so they don’t get their feet dirty.
Kara Methvin Redden: you made your daughter hold the phone up to the hens so you could congratulate them on their first batch of eggs- and they cackled back at you.
Kim Brennecke Harden: you accidently go to the feed store instead of the grocery store.
Amber Bachmann : you push a stroller occupied by a 10 month old boy with a huge Cochin in his lap because Helga thinks she’s hatching a baby.
Judy Jacobs: you keep reading those breeder catalogues, even though you know your spouse is correct in reminding you that you already have enough chickens. And you haven’t told him about the hens brooding in the coop. Yet.
Felicia Johnson: your mother refers to your chickens as her grandbabies.
Gayle Loken: you chop up the kitchen scraps for the chickens and it looks better than your own dinner.
Barb Hladick: you remember all your hens names (30 of them) but cant remember your neighbor’s name.
Shanya Gilliam: your “city” friends all think that you’re nuts for turning your half acre property into a farm yard and one of them ceremoniously tags your house on Facebook with a “check in” as the Gilliam Farm.
have Eye Roll Syndrome. Most serious cases are easily recognizable since groans
accompany the eye roll as soon as you begin speaking about your chickens.
Kama Ogden: you find yourself giving advice on a parenting board to moms about how to keep flies away with vanilla tree air fresheners.
Elissa Powell: nail salon employees remember you excitedly after your first visit, more than a month later, as the Chicken Lady.
Kyra Jean Suwak : you look loving at your husband during your long holiday away from home in two years and just by the look on your face he asks: “Have you called the chicken sitter to see how it’s going? Maybe you should.”
Brenda Mihalopoulos: your chickens have a baby book and your non-feathered baby doesn’t.
Kyra Jean Suwak: you buy basically useless land around you in the city, hire a surveyor, landscape architect, and building architect to improve the ‘gully’ so you can keep more chickens.
Ilean Roberts-Hardy: If you go to the grocery store and find yourself in the fresh produce picking out the best for your girls, get super excited about your finds and forget to buy your own groceries.
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