➡ Quail Hatch Along🥚

My sick male died last night. Probably should have culled him but this was my first time with a sick bird and I really didn’t know what to expect. He would drink the corid water from a syringe and occasionally nibble at food or take a drink.

The rest of the flock looks good so far. :fl

Lots of questions from the three year old though.

She also, incidentally, declared rather passionately this morning that she doesn’t want us to eat the quails. :th
 
Lots of questions from the three year old though.

She also, incidentally, declared rather passionately this morning that she doesn’t want us to eat the quails. :th
:hugs Hard conversation. Especially with a 3 year old. Best wishes! Don't remember how we got through that, but I was always bringing home food. Hunting & fishing. They saw the animal and tasted the results. Life is good.
 
My sick male died last night. Probably should have culled him but this was my first time with a sick bird and I really didn’t know what to expect. He would drink the corid water from a syringe and occasionally nibble at food or take a drink.

The rest of the flock looks good so far. :fl

Lots of questions from the three year old though.

She also, incidentally, declared rather passionately this morning that she doesn’t want us to eat the quails. :th
Duckling went through that. Then she was told eating them means hatching more. :gig She changed her mind.
 
:hugs Hard conversation. Especially with a 3 year old. Best wishes! Don't remember how we got through that, but I was always bringing home food. Hunting & fishing. They saw the animal and tasted the results. Life is good.
Yeah. We live a relatively urban life. Our meat comes wrapped in packages. My husband hunts maybe once a year but typically gives the meat to his dad if he gets anything. It is really more about family time for him and I just don’t like the taste of Minnesota deer.

We openly talk about where food comes from but harder to go from discussions to reality. I think in her mind she still segregates “fish in the water” from “fish on the plate” and such.
 
Yeah. We live a relatively urban life. Our meat comes wrapped in packages. My husband hunts maybe once a year but typically gives the meat to his dad if he gets anything. It is really more about family time for him and I just don’t like the taste of Minnesota deer.

We openly talk about where food comes from but harder to go from discussions to reality. I think in her mind she still segregates “fish in the water” from “fish on the plate” and such.
Good luck. I never really explained anything—the chickens are my thing, not theirs, so I simply mentioned offhandedly that the bird being eaten was one of ours. Responses ranged from a noncommital acknowledgement to "Yummy". They've seen plenty of deer hanging from trees or steer heads in a bucket on butchering day, even if they haven't helped with anything themselves.
 
Yeah. We live a relatively urban life. Our meat comes wrapped in packages. My husband hunts maybe once a year but typically gives the meat to his dad if he gets anything. It is really more about family time for him and I just don’t like the taste of Minnesota deer.

We openly talk about where food comes from but harder to go from discussions to reality. I think in her mind she still segregates “fish in the water” from “fish on the plate” and such.
Take him "grocery shopping". Everyone likes a trip to the zoo. Our zoo has free range chickens. We were beyond tickled. Tiny dinosaurs prowling the park paths.

"don't like the taste of deer" - I would suggest different way of preparation & cooking. But food handling starts at the dispatch. Lots of variables at play. Keep in mind, I don't make sausage with any of my precious venison, but know several people who grind everything including the backstrap. Best wishes!

Tell your husband to enjoy and cherish the family time. We hunt together for the same reason.
 
Good luck. I never really explained anything—the chickens are my thing, not theirs, so I simply mentioned offhandedly that the bird being eaten was one of ours. Responses ranged from a noncommital acknowledgement to "Yummy". They've seen plenty of deer hanging from trees or steer heads in a bucket on butchering day, even if they haven't helped with anything themselves.
I figured you'd have everyone out there skinning and plucking. Family time!
 
I figured you'd have everyone out there skinning and plucking. Family time!
Nah. They'd mess it up. I get a bit obsessive about the order I do stuff in, so it's easier to not have to worry about ordering a squad of urchins around in said correct order. Plus, they'd ruin my knives!

If, however, I decided to do a large batch of meaties, I would absolutely draft them into service, and risk the damage to said knives. They'd complain, but tough luck. :old
 

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