Hi! My name is Chicken!
What a year of chickens! I suppose if my chicken mania was going to subside over time, it would have happened by now. Alas, I am still afflicted with Obsessive Chicken Disorder (OCD). My friends and family have even caught on to my chickens' names and personal sagas. I thought I would just jot down a few signs that you, too, may have OCD...
No Shame here!
#1. You have no shame sharing the personal sagas of your chickens with friends and family. And possibly the public at large, via social media and your own blog about chickens. Seriously, if you experience any shame, you are still good.
#2. You took a day off work because you had a sick chicken, but went to work when you were sick! (Indeed, your co-workers were not surprised; they even cheered when you brought your chicken back from death's door three times.)
#3. You came home with four new chickens, so you could have green eggs, too!
#2. You took a day off work because you had a sick chicken, but went to work when you were sick! (Indeed, your co-workers were not surprised; they even cheered when you brought your chicken back from death's door three times.)
#3. You came home with four new chickens, so you could have green eggs, too!
#4. You joined a Christmas Gift Exchange with a bunch of people that call themselves "Chickenistas." Note, there is probably no coming back for you at this point.
#5. You have instantaneous kinship with other chicken people. They are your flock now.
#6. Someone cared enough about you and your chicken obsession to paint you a personalized chicken portrait of your favorite rooster.
#5. You have instantaneous kinship with other chicken people. They are your flock now.
#6. Someone cared enough about you and your chicken obsession to paint you a personalized chicken portrait of your favorite rooster.
Thank you, Makayla James! A+++ from the Chicken Lawyer!
#7. You named your cockatiel "Chicken."
#8. At least 3,792 people tagged you in a post related to chicken sweaters, swings, harnesses, or gigantic purple chicken coops this year. And you liked it, you chicken freak!
#9. You have an inventory of chicken names in stock for the future. (If you watched all the Downton Abbey's and all you could think of was naming your next chickens Lady Mary, Edith, Anna, Mrs. Hughes, Bates, Sybil, Daisy, Cora, and Mrs. Patmore, then you should call me! We should be friends!)
Last, but not least!
#10. Your mother demands a photo calendar of her "Grandchickens" -- and you make a 16-month calendar. 12 is not enough!
Every day with chickens is a blessing - my best to you and yours in 2016!
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