It's been two months

What can I say....mmmm, I stink at updating the blog? Yeah, I could say that. I got pregnant, got tired, then avoided the blog like the plague- you know how you put something off and put something off and the longer you wait the worse it gets? So yeah....

The meaties are gone. Thank goodness, because dang did they ever stink. Dirty, nasty, slovenly creatures those meat birds are. But dang tasty! (or so my husband and son tell me). For some odd reason, this pregnancy has me turning up my nose to all things meat and so I haven't actually tried it myself.

The Mr. had the dirty job of actually "taking care of" the birds. I had all intentions of helping clean them, but then I got pregnant and pukey and the thought of helping went right out the window.

But here's a few pictures for your viewing pleasure....

Culling day

It came a bit earlier than we expected- one of our meat birds was acting funny- not moving, shivering and generally not acting right. Rather than letting it suffer (and most likely die anyway), the Mr. culled it and it's in the fridge now waiting for the grill. It's way smaller than we would have liked, but that's to be expected since they're not destined for the table for a few more weeks.

He said that he learned a few things- namely, that a chicken neck doesn't have much resistance when pitted against a grown man (we decided that breaking it's neck is more humane than slitting it's throat and less messy than chopping the head off).

So it's done- the first kill. It still felt awful, but I keep reminding myself that a chicken still dies when we buy it at the store. Being oblivious to the fact that it dies doesn't do anyone a lick of good. At least this way, we know that the chicken was cared for well during it's short life and that it died respectfully.

Meaties

Check out the comb already!



This is what happens if they run out of water for even 30 seconds, it's a chick race to the waterer!