I really tried not getting attached to my chickens because I knew my hubby would want to eat a couple. I didn't name them either. I decided to get rid of half my flock, 13 down to 6 now. We found a real working farm butcher & had 7 done. I did this because the hens were all fighting over 2 favorite nest boxes when there were 6 boxes they could have used. All the hens had back feathers being plucked out. Their coop, although dementions were right for the amount just was too small for 13 hens, I also had a hard time keeping it clean not to mention keeping up with that many eggs. So this was best. Even though I tried not to make them pets they still became pets. We would let them out into the back yard & if we stepped outside they would come running. Anyway, hubby has eaten 2 of the chickens but I could only bring myself to take 2 bites & that's it. I just can't get over the feeling. There are 5 more in the freezer, not sure if I can get myself over this.
Here is a picture of the last remaining actual pets of mine. This is a more manageable flock for me. They were too funny today. My cocker is a pain in the rear, she comes when called on "her" terms. So I stick my head out the door & call for her to come in the house. My chickens come running faster then she does. Today my chickens decided to actually come up the steps for the first time. I find it funny, my chickens are smarter then my dog lol (atleast listen better anyway).
Shannon
Here is a picture of the last remaining actual pets of mine. This is a more manageable flock for me. They were too funny today. My cocker is a pain in the rear, she comes when called on "her" terms. So I stick my head out the door & call for her to come in the house. My chickens come running faster then she does. Today my chickens decided to actually come up the steps for the first time. I find it funny, my chickens are smarter then my dog lol (atleast listen better anyway).
Shannon