I just have to ask...(don't be mad meat people!)

[blurose]

It should also be noted that on occasion someone must, for strickly humanitarian reasons, quickly dispatch an ill or injured bird and it would really be nice to ask advice on how to do this without fear of giving offense to those more sensitive persons on the board. How does one go about this exactly? How about an RIP smiley/emoticon thingy in the title of the post? I've seen a little tombstone RIP somewhere but I can't remember where. And just so you all know, all my birds have names, I pet them, sweet talk to them AND I wouldn't have trouble eating one of my birds, where they any younger than 3 years old that is, if the situation presented itself. However, I'd have to leave the actual dressing out to someone with more capable hands than me as I have difficulty using my hands much of the time. So, does that make me an cold-hearted or evil person? I don't think so. I care for my birds, but they are chickens afterall. I'd feel the same were I to raise my own beef as well.

 

[yotetrapper]

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...or maybe we subtley/sweetly/nicely don't wish to have liberal, PETA propaganda prose repeatedly pushed up our patooties?

Sorry, couldn't resist!

Ahahahahaha.

Guess I'm reading it the same way as Joe and bee kissed. I was trying to be nice (nicer than usual anyhow) as I was also giving the OP a hard time a couple of nights back.

Maybe I'll make a post subtley/sweetly/nicely urging all vegetarians to start eating meat and slow down on the veggies or else we'll have an Endangered Vegetable Act before ya know it! LOL getting thrown in jail for picking a mater like you would for shooting a wolf.

 

[Akane]

If you don't process your chickens then what do you do with them when they die? Are there chicken graveyards?

Same thing you do with every other pet. Yes there are pet cemetaries you can bury them at. Vets will cremate for you. But living on a farm you dig a hole and you bury it. Unless it's winter... You don't dig holes in winter in Iowa. You call the rendering truck to pick up the bodies and then toss a stone randomly onto the area we bury pets/valued livestock. My grandma got a bunch of gravestones that were improperly chiseled or broken and never used. A hammer and an old screwdriver chisel makes a pet grave marker. I've been doing it since I was 8 and I've buried a heck of a lot of pets in that time.

Personally I'd much rather see threads on here of chickens being processed than to walk thru a grocery store and see chicken. I know the animals were valued by their owners and given a life just like ours were instead of living a bad life and meeting a bad end. While a few may not meet as good of end from mistakes it's far fewer than the number from commercial factories. Maybe it's just that growing up with it I know where those store chickens come from without having to see threads on it.​

 

[blurose]

Call the mater police, I'm slicing one up for my sammich.

 

[crystalchik]

Go-Veggie, I PMed you! Just to let you know!

Crystalchik

 

[ninjapoodles]

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On the above, think of it this way. I know the post you're referring to, and I read and commented on it myself. By that person posting their admittedly less-than-ideal experience, they may very well have REALLY helped several other people (and by extension, of course, their birds) from going through something similar. The only thing better than learning from your mistakes is learning from someone ELSE'S.

I've never read a single post on here, no matter how graphic, in which the poster seemed happy or excited about causing pain, fear, or distress.

On my personal blog, even though I don't talk about anything graphic, I do occasionally write posts that contain talk of raising animals for meat, or hunting or fishing, and I usually print a little warning up at the top for my many vegetarian and vegan friends. I also almost always try to emphasize the difference between animal welfare and "animal rights."

 

[MandyH]

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I would just like to say, guilty too!!! We raise sheep, turkeys, chickens, ducks, and guineas and I don't eat any of that. Don't drink milk, don't eat eggs, I am a pitiful farmer as well. Everything here lives a better life than some people and then they just die of old age.

 

[ninjapoodles]

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...or perhaps we subtley/sweetly/nicely don't wish to have liberal, PETA propaganda prose repeatedly pushed up our patooties?

Sorry, couldn't resist!

Please don't assume that "liberal" = PeTA. PLEASE. My husband and I, politically, are pretty darn liberal. In that regard, we stick out like sore thumbs in the middle of a red state. But we're also Southern Baptist, Christians, farm folk, and hunters. OK, so hubby's the actual hunter, I'm the "occasionally tag along and freeze my patootie off-er." We could not oppose PeTA, ALF, SHAC, and similar groups more--we view them as domestic terrorists. However, we regularly donate our time and resources to animal WELFARE groups, and we are animal lovers. My point is, you really can't presume to know everything about everyone just from a couple of "indicators."

 

[sarahs31]

I'm chiming in with my two cents here...I believe I read the original post that go-veggie is refering to. I consider myself fairly soft-hearted and I really didn't take offense to the afore mentioned post. I got the impression that it was an extremely traumatic event that the poster was able to get through and was possibly looking for some sympathy and still needed someone to talk to and some time to come to terms with it. I don't think the graphic explanation was bragging or meant to offend just that it was very fresh.

Perhaps it's the same way we go into detail to complete strangers about each labor and delivery and all the gory details. Or a car accident, a traumatic injury. I'm just glad my husband will be there to do the deed at the time we will have to process. I'm the same way with hunting. I can't actually kill but I am willing to help process, cook etc.

My advice is same as the rest..stay out of the meat chickens posts.

 

[ninjapoodles]

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I'm glad to see someone else admit that. It may change eventually, but as of now, I can't "do the deed." I'm not terribly squeamish, and I don't mind helping with processing, but the actually killing is beyond me. I told my husband that if it were left up to me, we'd have a yard full of very angry roosters with flesh-wounds.