Then this last Saturday (August 16
th) we butchered 45 chickens with some of our friends. I raised them for 9 weeks and then we made a party of butchering them. I had never butchered a chicken before and so it was an new experience.
Azariah wanted to watch one flop on the ground after its head was chopped off and he was not disappointed.
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The butchering block that was actually only used a few times. The guys started hanging them up and cutting off their heads. Rebekah would put their heads on the ground, put a stick over their neck and step on the stick. Then she would pull their feet to pull their heads off. It actually worked very well. I must admit, I did not actually kill one of the chickens.
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We decided to skin the chickens. So here, is a picture of Gil skinning the first chicken. We did pluck a few, but actually found it just as time consuming and I wasn't patient enough to get all the little feathers out. So Gil would skin, gut and hand the chickens over to me.
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I would then take the chicken inside, cut off its feet and then either cut it up into parts or freeze it whole. I only cut myself 4 times with the knife. Isn't this a great picture of the chicken :-)
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Our friends, Bough and Rebekah, who butchered half of the chickens. This is at the end of the day after all the butchering was done.
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Gil and I after the day was over. Notice, I wore red so any blood would not be noticeable.
Would we do it again you might ask. Yes, we will probably raise chickens to butcher again, but probably a little differently.
2 comments:
Okay, Tanielle. this one is over the top! I was traumatized when I watched them kill chickens when I was a kid, and didn't eat chicken for 3 years, I'm told! :-) I might be traumatized again. HA!
Oops...have I spelled your name wrong all these years? Sorry!
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