Today my 10 Cornish X that DH and I have referred to as "Team Meatie" went to the big Coop In the Sky, and their carcasses are now chilling in the fridge. This was my first time processing chickens, and I worried all week if I'd be able to handle it. Shooting a deer from a distance is one thing...looking your "prey" in the eye before dispatching is another. However, it wasn't that bad...really no more traumatic than gutting a fish. Instead of "chickening out" and having DH do the deed, I did it myself...as well as the plucking and butchering. (DH had a pretty pressing project of his own fixing a well issue, or he'd have been more help). I'm exhausted, but so satisfied and proud!!! I guess I'm patting myself on the back a bit...processing 10 chickens is pretty small potatos. But I can't wait to taste one!!!