Ashandvine, so sorry for the loss of your favorite hen. 

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The solar lamps are the stake kind. I have 2 I bought last year after Christmas still going--not bad for 50 centers. My leghorns--1 was so mellow, laid her large white egg and didn't bother anyone. When the RIR's showed up, she joined her bossy, nosey sister in showing them who's in charge.Ohhh, I didn't know the Dollar Tree sold solar lamps! I had been planning on buying ~$40 ones on Amazon, but if they have some tolerable ones that are cheaper, that my save my pants.
Lol, from what I've seen, leghorns are such little demons!! We called one of them "Yellow-footed b**** chicken" when we first got them, haha. Until my brahma really grew, they ruled the roost. They still kind of do-- they duke it out with the brahma from time to time!
Well said SCG!!It is incredibly difficult to take care of an animal for months, learn its personality and look it in the eyes as you're about to kill it. I am proud that I can slaughter and dress a bird but it's also something that I'm a bit ashamed of because it's so violent. There will never be a way for me to be completely at peace knowing I am eating someone I knew intimately but I've come to accept it and I'm thankful every time I look in my freezer and see the birds, or pull one out to use. However, I certainly cannot eat something that didn't have a good life or a good death. It is not feasible to keep all the roos that one hatches or to find good forever homes for them. Therefore, in my eyes, the best of all the situations is to hatch your own (or get straight run), give the roos a good couple of months and kill them as quickly and humanely as possible and use everything you can - make stock, use the organ meats. And this is what I do. However, you can only do what you can do. You're not me and I'm not you. You only have to reckon with yourself. I have been emotional when certain roosters, turkeys or ducks are slaughtered and even though we've done it for years it doesn't get any easier. Now, I grant you, there are certain roosters that I can't wait to slaughter, and I am quick to slaughter them when they're jerks. That being said, once the head is off I "turn it off" and can unemotionally scald, pluck and eviscerate the bird. That's just the way I am though, very task-oriented.
The following link is how we learned to butcher and it is really in tune with what I've said above: http://www.countrysidemag.com/94-4/homestead_poultry_butchering/
I also post a few times a year that I'm butchering and invite people to watch/participate/learn. If you're unsure if you can do it, coming to watch others do it (where you have no emotional attachment to the birds) might be a way of feeling out if you can do it or not. I won't be doing it again until probably May due to my hatching schedule.
On another lighter subject, isn't it odd that it was 65 degrees and sunny yesterday and it's grey and spitting snow today?
I can't wait for this winter thing to be over. I like seeing my birds on the grass and its about to be time for none of that. If that darn fox could have just waited another three or four days all the chickens would have been shut in anyway. Of course then he probably would have taken one of the few duck hens I have! Or my car. Or my favorite blanket or... never mind. Bitterness taints my mood. This also happens to be the time of year when we shut down one of the half baths and the ell so of course that means that the great and all powerful tv must come down stairs and take its esteemed place of dominion over the living roomwith all its tentacles and toadies,7 otherwise called cords and pompous names like, "Wii," as if I want to be included!!![]()
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Oh, dear! You can't be tired of winter yet. It has not even started!I can't wait for this winter thing to be over. I like seeing my birds on the grass and its about to be time for none of that. If that darn fox could have just waited another three or four days all the chickens would have been shut in anyway. Of course then he probably would have taken one of the few duck hens I have! Or my car. Or my favorite blanket or... never mind. Bitterness taints my mood. This also happens to be the time of year when we shut down one of the half baths and the ell so of course that means that the great and all powerful tv must come down stairs and take its esteemed place of dominion over the living roomwith all its tentacles and toadies,7 otherwise called cords and pompous names like, "Wii," as if I want to be included!!
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Oh, dear! You can't be tired of winter yet. It has not even started!