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@LBejaran Just stole all of my ducklings. She even took my extras!

I kid. Enjoy them! I'm going to miss them. Post pictures here when you make it back to the South with them!!! I'd love to see them interacting with the Geese. I'm sad my husband didn't snap a goodbye picture. So I need one when they're unloaded. ;)
 
More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express. I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity. He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay. I order some mash potatoes and fries. The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken. I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own. She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?
 
More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express. I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity. He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay. I order some mash potatoes and fries. The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken. I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own. She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?
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More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express.  I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity.  He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay.  I order some mash potatoes and fries.  The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken.  I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own.  She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?


Is this chicken fresh?

Yes. Butchered it an hour ago. LOL
 
More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express. I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity. He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay. I order some mash potatoes and fries. The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken. I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own. She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?

Oh, good grief. I just have NO time for these people...
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(sigh)

- Ant Farm
 
More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express. I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity. He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay. I order some mash potatoes and fries. The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken. I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own. She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?
People make me tired haha
 
More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express.  I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity.  He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay.  I order some mash potatoes and fries.  The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken.  I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own.  She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?
I know what you're talking about.!
 
More stupid chicken encounters:

A guy I work with wanted some company to go to Chicken Express.  I don't like to eat meat where I don't know where it came from. Chicken Express, odds are it is a Tyson monstrosity.  He orders his food, and I decide the sides would be okay.  I order some mash potatoes and fries.  The woman behind the counter asks me if I want any chicken.  I politely replied, that I would not, I butcher my own.  She exclaims, "That's horrible!"

My thought, is you spend your day selling dismembered chicken parts, where do you think they come from?
Wow... People are so far removed from where their food comes from its really quite scary!
 
Apologies to the pet chicken folks who are horrified by these things, but I have to share. My wife and I purchased 4 young EEs from a local guy and were assured they were all pullets, and he seemed to be right as they were all developing the same. No real difference in appearance until... one morning while tending the garden I heard the most pitiful sound come from the coop. Should have named her Caitlyn because she turned out to be a cockerel. haha We ended up with a beautiful rusty colored boy. Unfortunately, we are suburban so roos are a no no. He crowed day and night, sometimes every 15-20 minutes. My neighbors are okay and downright giddy about my chicken keeping but I didn't want to push my luck and have the city on my doorstep so I decided Bruce had to go. It was for the best because he was very aggressive and absolutely terrorized the flock. In our area, roosters aren't in demand except for eating so I didn't want to sell him. I figured if he was going to be anyone's dinner, it would be ours. So, I thanked Bruce for his life, gave him a quick, painless death, and he was cooked in the rotisserie for Sunday dinner. I've only ever had store bought chicken except for when I was a small child and didn't really remember the difference... It was the richest, most flavorful chicken I think I'd ever eaten. He was not a big bird by any means, but he provided a meal for a family of four and the carcass was slow simmered to make a beautiful stock that will become chicken noodle soup tonight. Gives you a real appreciation for where your food comes from, and a good feeling to know that you gave the animal a happy, healthy life before that "one bad day."    


Maybe when I was younger and if I raised more chickens. I remember the taste of home grown chickens. I keep thinking I am going to find a local poultry farm and buy fresh chicken. Until then I will just enjoy their eggs. If they ever start laying again.
 
Maybe when I was younger and if I raised more chickens. I remember the taste of home grown chickens. I keep thinking I am going to find a local poultry farm and buy fresh chicken. Until then I will just enjoy their eggs. If they ever start laying again.
I have been fighting that fight this winter. Between molt and slow down. I have been forcing the protein to end the molt and set up for at least good egg production later. I have been mixing layer pellets, with flock fixer, sunflower seeds, and meal worms along with me egg protein. The chickens love it, there is no doubt, but it has had spotty results. I have been getting more out of new layers than regular layers.

Also, if you are able to have roosters in your area, get some. Compared to the Tyson saline filled chunks in the super market the roosters I have culled taste akin to a turkey dinner/duck. The grocery store stuff is pretty much cardboard in comparison.
 
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