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Ok I have done it.
I dont know if I feel sick or proud.
I do know it has taken me 2 days to post this.
Perhaps I started too big?
I have/had a tall goose/embden around 30 weeks old. It was big and aggresive, attcked my kitten on occasions.
On Sunday it was just so aggresive I decided it had to go. I am not even sure if it was male or female, further research showed that even if female I can expect 10/30 eggs per annum. Well that is no good to me. i feed all my birds on the best as i think they deserve the best is they are to give me the ultimate sacrifice.
I thought , dont think about it too much, bish bash, bosh, job done. I grabbed it and tied its legs and hung it to a weight lifting bar in the garden and used a Chineese cleaver I have for cooking as i know it is razor sharp to slice off its head. OMG!!!!!!!!!! Luckily it came off very easily. God knows how I would have coped if i would have had to hack or saw. (puke) it flapped its wings, head on floor and i felt physically sick.
I was surprised at how little blood there was actually. I let it hang there for an hour. I then dunked it in hot water and began plucking. Again i was not ready for the warm feeling and the soft down. Plucking is hard. The bird is warm and feels soft. It also takes a lot longer than I thought.
After what seemed an age I had something that looked a little like something you might find in a butchers shop. It had stubble feathers and was a lot smaller than the original goose though. I bought a blow torch and burnt off the extra feathers, this seemed to shrink the skin? I then hung it overnight. I now think it should have been longer?
Next day I got my razor sharp cleaver and set to processing.
The neck is hard. I dont know where it started or ended, i made a bit of a mess i think?
I made a cut on the other end and placed my hand in. Can you imagine?!!!!!!!!!!!
It felt like squiddging jelly mixed with uncooked spaghetti. Vile, Gross!
i had a massive goose up to my forearm. I should have started with a quail or something?
I pulled and the resulting wobbling quivering expulsion resulting in a technicolour mass of giblets and guts make me heave.
I ran the water closed my eyes and blindly threw the disembowlement in a waste bag.
I washed out the carcass and even then had to pick out the odd tube and bits and bobs.
The result was an obvious amatuer attempt at processing.
We ate it today. probably a bit early, but I NEEDED to know there was a reason for my actions.
I cant honestly say i enjoyed it as i still feel a bit bad. But I DO know it was good.
My advice to anyone contemplating their first kill and proceessing:
It is not easy.
Each stage brings its own problems, from the morals to the mechanics.
I know my goose had a great life and I despatched it quickly and as humanely as I could.
Make sure you knife is as sharp as you can as hacking would be unbearable.
Once it is dead you cant leave it.
I considered this!
It died for your food and you have an obligation to carry that trough.
I was physically sick at beheading my goose but once I had I had to finish the job or I had killed it for nothing.
Each stage i had to convince myself that the stage before was wrong unless I continued, and that is how i got through.
Once I had it feathered and processed i kind of accepted it was ok?
I cant honestly say i enjoyed eating it as the memory was all a bit too fresh.
I have two cocks i have to do this weekend as they are getting older.
I started big so hopefully these two will be ok?
Best of luck to anyone about to do their first. I am sure many of the old hands are wondering what the fuss is and maybe one day I and others will feel the same?
I hope the writings of my first experience will help others.
Best Regards
Tony
I dont know if I feel sick or proud.
I do know it has taken me 2 days to post this.
Perhaps I started too big?
I have/had a tall goose/embden around 30 weeks old. It was big and aggresive, attcked my kitten on occasions.
On Sunday it was just so aggresive I decided it had to go. I am not even sure if it was male or female, further research showed that even if female I can expect 10/30 eggs per annum. Well that is no good to me. i feed all my birds on the best as i think they deserve the best is they are to give me the ultimate sacrifice.
I thought , dont think about it too much, bish bash, bosh, job done. I grabbed it and tied its legs and hung it to a weight lifting bar in the garden and used a Chineese cleaver I have for cooking as i know it is razor sharp to slice off its head. OMG!!!!!!!!!! Luckily it came off very easily. God knows how I would have coped if i would have had to hack or saw. (puke) it flapped its wings, head on floor and i felt physically sick.
I was surprised at how little blood there was actually. I let it hang there for an hour. I then dunked it in hot water and began plucking. Again i was not ready for the warm feeling and the soft down. Plucking is hard. The bird is warm and feels soft. It also takes a lot longer than I thought.
After what seemed an age I had something that looked a little like something you might find in a butchers shop. It had stubble feathers and was a lot smaller than the original goose though. I bought a blow torch and burnt off the extra feathers, this seemed to shrink the skin? I then hung it overnight. I now think it should have been longer?
Next day I got my razor sharp cleaver and set to processing.
The neck is hard. I dont know where it started or ended, i made a bit of a mess i think?
I made a cut on the other end and placed my hand in. Can you imagine?!!!!!!!!!!!
It felt like squiddging jelly mixed with uncooked spaghetti. Vile, Gross!
i had a massive goose up to my forearm. I should have started with a quail or something?
I pulled and the resulting wobbling quivering expulsion resulting in a technicolour mass of giblets and guts make me heave.
I ran the water closed my eyes and blindly threw the disembowlement in a waste bag.
I washed out the carcass and even then had to pick out the odd tube and bits and bobs.
The result was an obvious amatuer attempt at processing.
We ate it today. probably a bit early, but I NEEDED to know there was a reason for my actions.
I cant honestly say i enjoyed it as i still feel a bit bad. But I DO know it was good.
My advice to anyone contemplating their first kill and proceessing:
It is not easy.
Each stage brings its own problems, from the morals to the mechanics.
I know my goose had a great life and I despatched it quickly and as humanely as I could.
Make sure you knife is as sharp as you can as hacking would be unbearable.
Once it is dead you cant leave it.
I considered this!
It died for your food and you have an obligation to carry that trough.
I was physically sick at beheading my goose but once I had I had to finish the job or I had killed it for nothing.
Each stage i had to convince myself that the stage before was wrong unless I continued, and that is how i got through.
Once I had it feathered and processed i kind of accepted it was ok?
I cant honestly say i enjoyed eating it as the memory was all a bit too fresh.
I have two cocks i have to do this weekend as they are getting older.
I started big so hopefully these two will be ok?
Best of luck to anyone about to do their first. I am sure many of the old hands are wondering what the fuss is and maybe one day I and others will feel the same?
I hope the writings of my first experience will help others.
Best Regards
Tony