Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat

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Well, here is South Africa selling raw milk is legal and popular. I have a friend who does this for a living. They milk there cattle just before dawn, bottle at sunrise and just before anyone goes to work all the bottles are delivered on the doorsteps. Pasteurization makes milk lasts longer, it slows down the natural decay process. Sure there are diseases you can get from infected milk, but most cattle are inoculated for a wide variety of possible diseases. We dink our own raw milk from our own cattle, naturally we make sure they are very healthy and well cared for.

Pasteurization has many benefits, so does raw milk. When my father had cancer they ordered him to drink a litre of raw yogurt a day. That's fancy talk for raw sour milk. Yogurt on the selves are mostly pasteurised. He got sick every time he forgot to drink his raw yogurt, I got sick every time I watched him drink the stuff.

I think this debate is like two sides of a coin. It depends on who you are and what your needs are. Like always me and my family will take great care with all the foods we produce ourselves.

I have been feeding sour milk to my chickens with great success. Calcium and grit is incredibly expensive, so I opted for sour milk. Have been doing it for 5 years and haven't had any eggshells or bone structure problems . I do however feed a lot of it. 1.5liters per day to 30 large layers.
 
What I like about raw milk is that it is milk not milk with the cream still in it. I always drank raw milk and had never tasted milk from a box till I started school. I took one drink and nearly spit it out. It was heavy, thick and greasy tasting. It tasted really funny and gross. At home we ran milk through a separator so we could use the cream for butter and other things. It just tasted all wrong to have the butter left in the milk. I know they do take it out but they leave enough in that it tastes bad.
I know what you mean about running the milk through a separator. When I was a kid I lived for a time with my aunt and uncle on a small farm in Idaho. They had a few cows and separated the milk. The cream was sold and the skim was fed to us kids, the pigs, and the chickens. We put cream on cereal and poured it over fruit, though. Whole milk from the store may or may not have cream removed. It legally must have a butterfat content of about 3.5%. Some cows produce richer milk than that, some don't. If you don't like the richer milk you can buy skim milk. It has been run through the separator and the cream has been removed. You would have hated the milk from my Jerseys. It was raw but it had lots of cream in it.
 
I was telling a friend at work about how my girl, Nelly, just laid her first egg.
He asked, "How many roosters do you have?"
I said,"None."
You've got to have a rooster. How do you get eggs without a rooster?, he said.
I said,"Turkey baster. Every evening I line the girls up and squirt em."
He said, "I hope you wash your hands when your done."

After I got through laughing so hard that I couldn't breath, I told him how it really works. He said, "I believed every word."


Hahahaha! It's fun messing with city slickers.
 
I know what you mean about running the milk through a separator. When I was a kid I lived for a time with my aunt and uncle on a small farm in Idaho. They had a few cows and separated the milk. The cream was sold and the skim was fed to us kids, the pigs, and the chickens. We put cream on cereal and poured it over fruit, though. Whole milk from the store may or may not have cream removed. It legally must have a butterfat content of about 3.5%. Some cows produce richer milk than that, some don't. If you don't like the richer milk you can buy skim milk. It has been run through the separator and the cream has been removed. You would have hated the milk from my Jerseys. It was raw but it had lots of cream in it.
Jerseys are fine. You get more cream for butter, whipped cream etc.
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I've got one:
A neighbour came over to visit and I was out in the yard. I was walking around fixing up the run with a dozing hen under my arm. The neighbour exclaimed: "Aaargh...I'm scared of roosters!" It was the tamest, most adorable hen in the run! Seriously? How can you not know the difference between a rooster and a hen?
 
The other day I was at the state fair and there was a chicken balancing on a wire and a 5 year came up and started swinging the wire everywhere. The poor little BR hen went flying. I was horrified, but stayed back, quiet, even though no one was even paying attention. My best friend rushed up and started yelling at the boy. I later told her way to go, but went and calmed her down. Though I couldn't help but notice the boy's mother smiling at Mali as she chewed him out.

And another odd thing... the first chickens I saw weren't well cared for. There was a single hen in with a rooster. Now, that's okay for show or whatnot, but these two birds clearly had this residential set up much of the time. Poor gal's back was ripped to shreds. Then there was a small brooder of about 20 chicks. Each and every one had pasty butt. When I asked the person dealing with these chickens about the clear problems, she responded that chickens often sat in their water and then in the shavings, hence the stuff on their butts. Well that's just not true, but I didn't say anything. The other thing she said was that the hen being bred to death was fine, it's normal. Obviously they weren't quite sure what to do, but I just shut my mouth, hoped for the chickens sake that that wasn't their owner, and left.
 
I have been loving the reaction I get when we explain to people we have a chicken that lay's blue eggs. It always goes the same way every time hahahahaha

It's almost like a game where I score points for every weird look I get lol
 
The other day I was at the state fair and there was a chicken balancing on a wire and a 5 year came up and started swinging the wire everywhere. The poor little BR hen went flying. I was horrified, but stayed back, quiet, even though no one was even paying attention. My best friend rushed up and started yelling at the boy. I later told her way to go, but went and calmed her down. Though I couldn't help but notice the boy's mother smiling at Mali as she chewed him out.

And another odd thing... the first chickens I saw weren't well cared for. There was a single hen in with a rooster. Now, that's okay for show or whatnot, but these two birds clearly had this residential set up much of the time. Poor gal's back was ripped to shreds. Then there was a small brooder of about 20 chicks. Each and every one had pasty butt. When I asked the person dealing with these chickens about the clear problems, she responded that chickens often sat in their water and then in the shavings, hence the stuff on their butts. Well that's just not true, but I didn't say anything. The other thing she said was that the hen being bred to death was fine, it's normal. Obviously they weren't quite sure what to do, but I just shut my mouth, hoped for the chickens sake that that wasn't their owner, and left.

Oh that's awful. I went to our local fair and all of the 4-H kids were over constantly checking on their chickens and none of them looked bad at all I saw one hen that had been pecked bad by a rooster but they were putting petroleum jelly on it. These kids were prepared I think. In fact I almost left with a beautiful polish rooster but I had a bunch of chicks at home I just got so I left him to go to another's home. Next year though I'm going to be ready in case I see another chicken like him. Dog crate in the back with money in my pocket!
 
That sounds good! Luckily I only saw that pair, the uncaged (??) BR hen, and the little chicks being mistreated. There was a separate area with about 60, mostly rooster, beautiful show birds. They were all for sale and I swear I would have gone home with those silkies (or as Mali affectionately started dubbing them, "llama chickens"), the blue andalusian hen, those mincoras that were just... fabulous, maybe the blue laced red wyandotte, or the silver spangled hamburg. The salmon faverolle. The bantams that could fit in my hand. The muscovy duck. Gosh, the list goes on... sadly I was on a band competition weekend trip and there was a specific rule - "no live animals on the bus." Next year I'll have my mother drive me up separately and get myself some rare breeds <3
 
Haha Our local fair was too small to have that many rare breeds, but if there had been a blue laced red wyandotte I would have just bought it right there. I think they're absolutely divine! I would get one from a hatchery but you just never know if they'll have the right look. I don't have one in my flock yet but I think it would be a perfect addition. Sorry about the bus though. Next year you should definitely take your mom with you. Ask for twenty chickens and make sure you have one specific one in mind so if she says you can only get one you'll be ready.
 
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