I thought about that, but my husband wanted really fresh chicken. I was not sure I would be able to eat any. These chickens I am going to slaughter will never look like chickens from the store--they're Silkies, so the flesh is a really weird color, kind of grey, with jet black layers as well. It almost seems that any flesh that lays against the black bones picks up the black pigment. It is really weird--I'll take a picture of the next one.
I bought another knife today.
The healthy Silkie cockerels are all crowing away now that their hierarchy is upset with the removal of four of their flock (one slaughtered, one died and two in hospital cages). They need to go to freezer camp.