We offered up for all of our friends and family to come and learn about the experience with us - we did have a few takers. My cousin, Rhett, is always down for the experience, my friend, Alysia and the family of one of Drake's friends came out. We ended up slaughtering 8 of the 10 birds, we still have two that had a bit of a reprieve and will need to be slaughtered soon.
WARNING :: Here is where I get a little more descriptive and the photos will start - so if you are sensitive to or offended by this process, please stop reading this post and come back for the next one.
We had planned on starting the process at 1:30 on Saturday, but as usual, crazy things happen around here and we just cannot get started when we expect (this time..Cora got a concussion after crashing on her bicycle - she's ok, but it was scary and then one of the wheels started to come off our van - WHILE I WAS DRIVING - fortunately, I pulled to the side before anything bad happened and the tire company that recently put all new tires on our van helped us out - with these things happening during the week, it set the rest of the week, including slaughtering day, off a bit. We got to the house (after picking up some supplies and snack food) around 2:00-2:30 and our guests had already arrived. We still needed to put together some sort of contraption to hold the chickens during the process - so Mark built an amazing wood structure that was rectangular on the top - with a square on each end to hold a cone. He attached legs to get it off the ground. It was perfect.
|I really don't like pictures of me, especially from the back, but hey, this chicken slaughtering day and I had to pose fancy. Our dog, Blue, was interested in the whole process. Our can see the contraption in the background.|
|Here's me - picking out our first bird.|
|Handing the bird off to Mark.|
|Here's Mark, holding the chicken upside - it makes it docile and chill.|
|Here's Mark, Rhett, Drake and Blue - trying to figure out if the cone is short enough for the head to come down through. We had to cut a portion of the cone off, since it was too deep - see the part Mark has in his right hand?|
|Here are the turkeys - they didn't get slaughtered, but they sure were interested in what was going on.|
|Here's Mark making the first cut. It broke his heart a little bit - he felt bad about taking the life of the chicken. I'm extremely proud of him.|
|Still draining out a bit. We placed the 5 gallon buckets underneath the birds to catch the blood|
|When the first bird was cut, it pooped itself and since it was upside down, the poop shot out of its bottom and landed on Mark's leg. Poor Mark, paybacks are hell.|
|I had read that if you hose off the birds, after they are drained out and before you scald them - it cuts down on the smell.|
|Mark got two birds at one time. Does that mean we are farmers now?|
|Spraying down the birds.|
|Here's the propane set up. This was such a nice set up.|
|Drake swirling a bird in the water. He was probably the most involved child (go figure, that's my Drake). He also chopped off a head.|
|Like I said, not a fan of pictures of me...but this shows David, Kait's boyfriend helping too.|
|David pulling out the guts.|