cattlecait
Ridin' The Range
When you are approached at church with the following, "Are you the *insert animal* girl? My kid wants to get into 4-H..."
When you're off at college and order seed and chick catalogs to distract yourself from the fact that you're in an apartment.
When, against your husband's will and best interests, you go ahead and order anything in the seed catalog that says "good for containers" and begin raising corn, lettuce, herbs, radishes, and chili peppers in Rubbermaid tubs in the apartment.
When the dates for "Chick Days" are announced at the local feed store and husband takes away your car keys until its passed.
When you get up at 4a.m. on opening day of deer season in November, get suited up in full camo, pull on your boots, and then realize that you're at college, in an apartment, and your shotgun half-way across the country, not to mention you have no idea where you'd go to shoot a deer after you get in the truck and no, dad didn't get your tags this year. (Yes, I did this. It was a very sad day.)
When you're off at college and order seed and chick catalogs to distract yourself from the fact that you're in an apartment.
When, against your husband's will and best interests, you go ahead and order anything in the seed catalog that says "good for containers" and begin raising corn, lettuce, herbs, radishes, and chili peppers in Rubbermaid tubs in the apartment.
When the dates for "Chick Days" are announced at the local feed store and husband takes away your car keys until its passed.
When you get up at 4a.m. on opening day of deer season in November, get suited up in full camo, pull on your boots, and then realize that you're at college, in an apartment, and your shotgun half-way across the country, not to mention you have no idea where you'd go to shoot a deer after you get in the truck and no, dad didn't get your tags this year. (Yes, I did this. It was a very sad day.)