For sitting in the cold shack--when you occasionally have to grab a wet fish. I wonder if they make warm gloves for cleaning. It's been a long time since I've gone ice fishing.
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You could try Mechanics gloves. They allow you to hold things while using them but they are not necessarily water proof. I have used garden gloves that have rubber on the had part but are cloth on the top.THanks for the tip-- I'll check them out!
I figure some people must have good luck with them, otherwise most of these breeds would be long gone.
I will say, processing day is much easier when the critters drive me bananas.
Not sure how I feel about it, I am glad hubby is going to do the deed. Kinda bummed, knew this day would get here though. I can't seem to out run it.
Deb
Quote: Great idea Ron-- I like the idea of the rubber palmed gloves with nitrile goves inside.
I am as practical as can be.... but still sucks to process sometimes. However.... I chose to get chickens knowing that extra roosters had to be dealt with. As a responsible flock steward I have to do what is best for the group, not what is best for my mushy heart. It is up to me to keep the balance since we have removed the chickens from an environment in which Mother Nature would do it (wild birds are kept in balance through predation and self sacrifice of male birds, we removed that population control factor, hence the extra roos)
I just take comfort in knowing they were spoiled rotten and happy as long as they were here and they won't go to waste... in a weird way it is easier to butcher them than sell them to a stranger when I would always wonder how they made out in their new home. The other thing that helps is walking into a coop after you have culled a bunch of unruly teens and find it peaceful and calm again... the difference is usually notable enough that it will let you know you did the right thing.
Yup, told myself that before we even started with the chicken journey. Gotta take care of those extra roos.
I'm pretty ok with it, as long as I keep myself detached from them and know their ultimate destination (my belly).
Not sure how I feel about it, I am glad hubby is going to do the deed. Kinda bummed, knew this day would get here though. I can't seem to out run it.
Deb
I am as practical as can be.... but still sucks to process sometimes. However.... I chose to get chickens knowing that extra roosters had to be dealt with. As a responsible flock steward I have to do what is best for the group, not what is best for my mushy heart. It is up to me to keep the balance since we have removed the chickens from an environment in which Mother Nature would do it (wild birds are kept in balance through predation and self sacrifice of male birds, we removed that population control factor, hence the extra roos)
I just take comfort in knowing they were spoiled rotten and happy as long as they were here and they won't go to waste... in a weird way it is easier to butcher them than sell them to a stranger when I would always wonder how they made out in their new home. The other thing that helps is walking into a coop after you have culled a bunch of unruly teens and find it peaceful and calm again... the difference is usually notable enough that it will let you know you did the right thing.