Be Careful What You Wish For

An article by Nathan Prong    3 Comments

Hi! I’m Nathan Prong and you probably do not know me very well. Bob and I have been friends for about ten years and I had a story to tell so he let me tell it here. A few facts you might want to know about me:

1) I grew up living in major cities. From as far back as I can remember I have never lived in a city with less than 100,000 people. I love cities. I love the malls, the people, and especially the choices. I was 18 before I finally saw a cow in person.

2) I currently live in the country. I married a country girl and have been dragging her around from city to city when I finally took a job for her. We live in the small town of Coe. All Coe has is a dumpster, a few houses, and well, a dumpster. All of this for her. So, she would be comfortable, happy, and content (She loves it!).

3) My wife is the best gift giver. She gives just what you wanted in almost every single occassion. Wonderful gifts that you did not realize how badly you wanted them until you open up the gift and receive it.

4) I love food. Sometimes, I think without food I might die. I love it so much I’ve become a connoisseur. I notice things like fresh farm eggs taste better than the ones you buy at the store, I know of a bunch of dishes that would be better with brown sugar, and I make desserts and breakfast stuff all the time.

So, here’s the story. A few weeks ago, my wife started talking about my Father’s Day present. Yes, she’s amazing. I have not even started thinking about Mother’s Day and she is working on my Father’s Day present. I told you, she’s amazing. And her gift giving is bar none. She mentioned “the gift” again and again, always asking subtle little questions. I’m so excited, you wouldn’t believe it. This many questions means that this gift is going to be above and beyond any of her other gifts and they have been good!! Great gifts that left me happy for days and weeks and months! The movies she bought me, I still watch. The games she has bought for me I still play. She has never failed me when it comes to gifts and never has she been this excited.

Well, yesterday I found out what the gift was. She came home and the kids were beside themselves with excitement. It was going to be cool. I opened up the box and saw chickens. Not just a few chickens, six chickens. Did I mention that I never saw cows before I was 18? Have I told you that I never owned a pet I was not allergic to? I do not know how to take care of chickens. I don’t know what to do with them. Yes, I love the fresh, brown, farm eggs that friends sometimes give us or that I have personally bought a few times but chickens!!

It’s cold outside. So, the chickens are in the house (and yes, I’m allergic to chickens too!). The only bonus is that the kids and my wife are having allergy problems, as well. We’ve now named the chickens. I was hoping to name them all Albert but they are Sally, Tany, and Dany. The other three are the three ugly, good chickens. They used to be the three ugly, bad chickens, so we are content to call them the three ugly, good chickens for another day.