Spring 2009 - I get an incubator and 40 fertile eggs.
They sit on my kitchen table and I turn them twice a day for 21 days.
One morning the eggs start to chirp, and soon the little balls of fuzz enter the cruel, cruel world.
I end up with about 20 or so. They live the next few weeks in the brooder I set up in the kitchen.
They really are cute little things. I try very hard not to get sentimental about them.
It's hard.
Once the weather is warmer and they start feathering out, I set up a play pen in the yard for them, and they stay out in the afternoons.
Along the way I lost a few, as will happen with fowl. I end up with 5 hens, and 9 roos. I let them be free range; and they get all over everything.
Once they reached a good weight, the day arrives. This day looms darkly on most roo's horizon.
Kevin makes ready to do the deed.
I won't show the grodiest details; let's just say ......
and
and
A few days later, I roasted one with herbs and root veggies....
And behold, it was very good.
We butchered our free range chickens once, but they were kinda gamey. Were y'all's pretty tender?
ReplyDeleteI was a little surprised at the end. I guess God gave us food to eat, so we eat it.
ReplyDeleteJust a city girl at heart.
Ours were still young, so they were excellent!!
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