waterpossum......I have to agree. Killing and cleaning a rooster is not something that feels right at first. In fact when I was a young wife and just starting out with all this stuff, I didn't kill them at all. Either my husband would or my father would. I even felt funny about cleaning them. I would have to freeze them a few days, because I couldn't bring myself to eat them right after. And I wasn't very fast about it either. It takes practice and skill. I say skill, because you have to learn exactly where to cut if you don't want to make a nice mess.
But I think if you do it enough, you toughen yourself up and get better at it. Its a good way to be really. It only makes good sense. I mean why would anyone keep an extra rooster? They will fight with each other.....get aggressive with the hens. They won't ever lay you an egg. They are noisy. You might as well keep your feed costs down and make some chicken dumplings.
I only just got back into chickens this spring after losing all my flock a few years ago to a few nasty hurricanes. And I am proud to say that my old days of killing fears are over. I can catch them, hang them upside-down, tie their feet and slit their throats myself; right before I start removing the feathers.
I don't consider myself cruel. I mean when we buy chicken in the meat dept, we cook it and enjoy it. But somebody DID kill it. In my case, and probably a lot of other member's cases, its just that we are the ones that killed it.
But I think if you do it enough, you toughen yourself up and get better at it. Its a good way to be really. It only makes good sense. I mean why would anyone keep an extra rooster? They will fight with each other.....get aggressive with the hens. They won't ever lay you an egg. They are noisy. You might as well keep your feed costs down and make some chicken dumplings.
I only just got back into chickens this spring after losing all my flock a few years ago to a few nasty hurricanes. And I am proud to say that my old days of killing fears are over. I can catch them, hang them upside-down, tie their feet and slit their throats myself; right before I start removing the feathers.
I don't consider myself cruel. I mean when we buy chicken in the meat dept, we cook it and enjoy it. But somebody DID kill it. In my case, and probably a lot of other member's cases, its just that we are the ones that killed it.