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I had a wonderful mama. But if I couldn't have had HER, I would wish for YOU. Great animal husbandry (why is it not animal wifery??) and awesome child raising, as well. I especially love the "spirit" leaving her body part...makes perfect sense to me, too!Everyone -
Let me just say I'm SO thankful I checked BYC before FaceBook this morning! This kind of support was exactly what I needed!! I can't thank you all enough.
I knew from the time the bird was injured that culling was a possibility, and yesterday morning when she cried out in pain, I knew in my heart it was time. Aside from botching the killing part (my wonderful 17-year-old son was quiet and gentle as he kept telling me, "it's OK... just finish it,") I had no regrets. Heartache - yes. That goes with new territory like this. But regrets? No. My whole family knew this was the right thing to do.
Before we culled her, I sat my 17-year-old and 9-year-old (with autism) down and explained exactly what I was going to do to cull the bird, and why. I also explained what would happen as her spirit left her body - that she would twitch and flap and flail. I explained that the spirit has to come out of every part of the bird in order to fly free, and this is why the body flails so.
I then had my 9-year-old make an informed choice about what should be done with the bird. We could bury her like a pet, or see that she lived her life for a purpose and allow her to feed our family. My daughter made a very mature choice and chose to eat the bird.
I think it was an invaluable experience for all of us - especially my 9-year-old who doesn't adjust to new things well.
A mom can try to protect and shelter her children, whereby she prepares them for nothing. Or she can allow them to feel the sadness that sometimes comes with life to help prepare them for their future. How would one know true happiness if one has never felt despair? After a long cold winter the sun feels warm and glorious. If one never lives through that cold winter, it would only be another sunny day... and too easy to take for granted.
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I do this too 1 time a day and I don't add any sweetener to it, maybe I am a little loony but I like the taste of ACV in water.just 2 teaspoons of ACV in a glass of tepid water first thing each morning.
Bragg's recipe says morning & nite ,but i just did mornings & found it enough to get the job done .
u can add a teaspoon of honey if u can't stand the taste lol.
my research suggests it -balances the chemicals in yr body,helps create energy,good gut flora ,reduces excess mucus,helps liver function
been great for my chickens & me .
yr advice & yr experience with the gnarly bunch was what started my research Bee, so thanks.
my life is so much better now ,I sold on ACV in a big way
cheers Pete
I had a wonderful mama. But if I couldn't have had HER, I would wish for YOU. Great animal husbandry (why is it not animal wifery??) and awesome child raising, as well. I especially love the "spirit" leaving her body part...makes perfect sense to me, too!
I do this too 1 time a day and I don't add any sweetener to it, maybe I am a little loony but I like the taste of ACV in water.
Was this on her personal page? I didn't see anything on the FB page for the blog.Yep...when one person stands up for what is right, many more should stand up beside her to support that stance. It's the only way to beat back the darkness and to keep a light of reason shining in this world.
I'm over there right now setting off some fireworks!We are gonna have us some LIGHT in this place...![]()
Y'all wanna know why I don't write a book? Because of a little conversation taking place on FB right now...poor BDM is currently being dressed down by some idiot..sorry, I know that's not a nice term but when it applies to someone, I really must use it. She is being vilified for eating her pet chicken, of all things. Now, nothing makes me more sick than living in a world that has sunk so low into the mires of stupidity that it is considered a bad thing to eat a chicken that has a name and was treated well all its natural born days but it's just fine and dandy to eat a faceless chicken from an eatery or store...simply because it had no name.
How...please tell me this...HOW do these types of people dress themselves each morning, hold down jobs, handle money and even have children when they are walking around with an empty skull? If anyone can solve this puzzle for me, please do so and quickly!
This is also the reason that I rarely, if ever, get on FB...the place is overrun with complete and total idiocy.
Food has numbers but shouldn't have names????A miracle! The world's only living heart donor posts to FB...![]()
I'm 10 pages behind, but have to get this out of my system.... I totally agree with Bee on her assessment of this person. I, personally, don't name my food, but that's because it's just easier for me to butcher and eat them that way. Well, some of them have had names that just slip out now and then, but for the most part, they're "that black one" or "the funky colored one" or whatever. This does not mean that I think it's wrong for a person to name their food, or to eat a chicken that had to be put down for an injury or some other reason. I think it would be a waste not to! Bee, I really wish I could solve that puzzle for you, but one of my mottos is: "If I understand them, it might mean I think like them, and I really don't want to do that!"That really P&$$@# me off!
How dare that person even feel entitled to an opinion?!
Don't let empty heads bring you down BDM!
And just for the record, all my "food" has a name.
I think you have done a wonderful job with your kids and that was a very adult decision for any 9 yr old to make, let alone one with autism (I work with folks with severe autism). You are right; if you do everything for them then they will know how to do nothing. By making them do things, teaching them how, doing it with them; that is how we prepare our kids for the big bad world. Even then you hold your breath and hope you got it right. Was it your personal FB page that happened on? i looked at the blog's page and didn't see anything or I"d have given the person what for! Hugs for you, and next time will be easier. I loved your other post about how your baby said to eat her so she would be a part of them forever; that's kind of how I see things too.Everyone -
Let me just say I'm SO thankful I checked BYC before FaceBook this morning! This kind of support was exactly what I needed!! I can't thank you all enough.
I knew from the time the bird was injured that culling was a possibility, and yesterday morning when she cried out in pain, I knew in my heart it was time. Aside from botching the killing part (my wonderful 17-year-old son was quiet and gentle as he kept telling me, "it's OK... just finish it,") I had no regrets. Heartache - yes. That goes with new territory like this. But regrets? No. My whole family knew this was the right thing to do.
Before we culled her, I sat my 17-year-old and 9-year-old (with autism) down and explained exactly what I was going to do to cull the bird, and why. I also explained what would happen as her spirit left her body - that she would twitch and flap and flail. I explained that the spirit has to come out of every part of the bird in order to fly free, and this is why the body flails so.
I then had my 9-year-old make an informed choice about what should be done with the bird. We could bury her like a pet, or see that she lived her life for a purpose and allow her to feed our family. My daughter made a very mature choice and chose to eat the bird.
I think it was an invaluable experience for all of us - especially my 9-year-old who doesn't adjust to new things well.
A mom can try to protect and shelter her children, whereby she prepares them for nothing. Or she can allow them to feel the sadness that sometimes comes with life to help prepare them for their future. How would one know true happiness if one has never felt despair? After a long cold winter the sun feels warm and glorious. If one never lives through that cold winter, it would only be another sunny day... and too easy to take for granted.
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