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Oh Tamra, I'm so glad you asked this question. You voiced the question that's been in my mind, for a while now. We only have 5 laying hens, and we don't have plans to slaughter these girls. However, I know that at some point one of them might need to be dispatched - for one reason or another. I almost had to end my rooster's life last summer until a nice hippie friend, with a big farm, took him to live there. We eat meat, now & then, from local farmers, mostly. However, I totally agree we need to be more connected with the death of the animals we eat.
Right now, I always audibly voice my thanks to each hen for the egg, when I pick it up, if I can recognize who laid it. Otherwise, I thank the coop and it's occupants in general!
But when I eat meat, I thank the animal that died for its willing & humble spirit in choosing a physical form that provided me with food. Then, I promise that animal's spirit that I will not waste the energy I receive from its meat, but use it wisely. And I ask the animal's spirit to be with me so that I can learn to be as willing and humble as they were, within my own earthly form.
Even so, if I hand-raised these animals, saw their life-force and their connection with each other and with me, I would grieve if they were slaughtered. One of my relatives, recently, told me that my hens are "just chickens, despite how much you love them". They don't know I can tell each one's voice, even when my back is turned. They don't know that each of my hens knows her own name, and responds noticeably to it.
I like how you are making fans & wands and special things from the parts. To me, that's not morbid. What's morbid, to me, is spilling blood and then wasting & discarding the parts of the body that aren't desired. That's disconnection from the animal that gave up its life. The whole body was important to that animal. All the parts played a role in keeping it healthy and alive. All were treasured, all were groomed. The animal was not just a breast, a leg, a thigh. It was ALL of it, down to the claws.
I've asked farmers for a chicken's feet and head. A couple years ago, I was laughed at and refused. Now, I notice, the farmers market carries at least the feet sometimes. I make soup & broth from all parts, if I can get them. Sometimes I've pressure cooked the bones, so we actually can eat them too. There's very little that gets discarded in this house. It's a lot of work, but I feel honest doing it.