Back on July 1st, I said: Quote:Well, bright and early this morning it happened. He started crowing his head off. It was kind of a surprise as I'd heard others say that their roosters sounded pretty 'pathetic' on their first crowing attempts. Nope, not our roo - he was just a-crowing up a storm and (as predicted) he had a barnyard accident. I'd be lying if I said it was 'no big deal'. Even though I've handled livestock before, been hunting, cleaned carcasses, etc. it was still kind of a difficult thing to do. But... the motivating fact was that I'm not ready to tick-off the neighbors and get a citation from the city. Therefore, I moved quickly to get things ready and get the deed done before 10am (leaving myself no time to back out). Our family had an agreement (from day one) that all of our chickens are work animals and not pets. We thought we had 4 bantam EE hens and named them Drumstick, Bucket, Nugget, and Omlette, with the understanding that if any of them turned out to be roos, they'd end up in the pot. It went pretty well. I didn't have a traffic cone, so I modified an empty plastic milk jug. I needed to change the be bedding in their tractor so I partially filled a bucket with some of the waste shavings and bled him into that (I also put the guts and feathers in there too. For simplicity sake, I went ahead and just skinned the bird and here it is after spending 30 minutes in the ice bath: We're making dumplings for dinner on Monday.