Ralphie: you're not alone. When I need to do freezer camp I need a week or two to prep myself.
Yeah... I just can't do the bird in the mail thing. I'll go pick them up. Shop local. Lol. I'm glad those chicks made it. Bit of a chilly day today. Our post office desk closes at 10:30 on Saturdays. Very narrow time frame to get anything picked up there on a Saturday.
The creamettes put themselves to bed in their new coop and grazed peacefully with my flock today. Small squabbles but they sure held their ground.
This is something that always amazes me about chickens: the roosting in their coop at night or putting themselves to bed. And my friends who are chicken less are amazed by that too. Many have always thought I had to chase 'em in each night after letting them free range all day. Anybody else find that part about chickens fascinating?
I find it all amazing. They put themselves to bed with no arguments, for the biggest part. I got a minor protest from Bert last night. We went and saw the grandkids so Bert had to go to bed two hours early. He did not like that. Bert is too big to go through the chicken doors nd so meek the other chickens pull his butt feathers out at night. They get along fine during the day but at night it changes. I have to open the human door then Bert jumps up on his bale of chips to sleep, but he waits there every morning to lift him off the bale and set him in the doorway.
I find it fascinating the personalities they have. With the 6 brain cells they have they can still remember things and show distinct personalities. They seem to have "buddies" and hang with the same buddies most the time. I come out the door they run to greet me, ( I prefer thinking that to, they want food from me or for me to trip so they can eat me).
Some come right over and talk, some avoid me, some tolerate me.
As far as prepping for camp day, it is a long process, I grew up on a farm, I am a farm kid, I have seen or helped butcher most of my life. Yet it is still hard to do. BUT I enjoy hunting and still find the "killing part: of that sad. We are omnivores, if it is alive we eat it, if not we die, that's life, but it is still hard to do.
I am one of those that thank God and the anima when I kill it. But then I thank the turnip also, who is to say the turnip did not want to live as much as the chicken did?..
Wow, so much thought here, I must be at a .15 AC from the liquid preparations yesterday. This kind of philosophy normally requires alcohol consumption for me.