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TanksHill
Super Self-Sufficient
Ok so where does today's story start. Caution Graphic Story!!!
I have a chicken. It was a natural hatch from last year some time. It was and Easter egger and ended up having a criss crossed beak. I felt sorry for her. She has always done ok though. Eats well and lays good size eggs.
But... The dog always focuses on her. He never chases any of the other hens, just her. So today I noticed she was all fluffed up in the run. Moving kinda slow. One of the other hens walked by and pecked her on the head. I was chatting with my neighbor and mentioned I needed to cull her. Tobias, the carrot thief, was their as well. Sniffing her through the fence.
So about an hour later I went looking for my dog.... He was under the trampoline with said hen. Licking her. He had weaseled through the fence and got her. Now I assumed she was dead. So I locked him in his run and went for my gloves. A couple minutes late my 4 year old is yelling "shes still alive". Well I wouldn't have used that term. She was not walking and just lifting her head up and looking around. She was right next to my garden and the first thing I thought was shovel.
So today I culled my first chicken. I grabbed her by the feet and swung her around. Something my dh has said to do. Something about the blood rushing to their head. Anyways then I pretty much decapitated her on the ground with the shovel.
Lovey story huh??? Well the dog got a talking to and stayed locked up for most of the day. Chicken was disposed of and the day went on.
I guess I have officially take one more step towards my goal off being SS. Only if I could have dressed the chicken that would have been even better.
So anybody want a dog?
I have a chicken. It was a natural hatch from last year some time. It was and Easter egger and ended up having a criss crossed beak. I felt sorry for her. She has always done ok though. Eats well and lays good size eggs.
But... The dog always focuses on her. He never chases any of the other hens, just her. So today I noticed she was all fluffed up in the run. Moving kinda slow. One of the other hens walked by and pecked her on the head. I was chatting with my neighbor and mentioned I needed to cull her. Tobias, the carrot thief, was their as well. Sniffing her through the fence.
So about an hour later I went looking for my dog.... He was under the trampoline with said hen. Licking her. He had weaseled through the fence and got her. Now I assumed she was dead. So I locked him in his run and went for my gloves. A couple minutes late my 4 year old is yelling "shes still alive". Well I wouldn't have used that term. She was not walking and just lifting her head up and looking around. She was right next to my garden and the first thing I thought was shovel.
So today I culled my first chicken. I grabbed her by the feet and swung her around. Something my dh has said to do. Something about the blood rushing to their head. Anyways then I pretty much decapitated her on the ground with the shovel.
Lovey story huh??? Well the dog got a talking to and stayed locked up for most of the day. Chicken was disposed of and the day went on.
I guess I have officially take one more step towards my goal off being SS. Only if I could have dressed the chicken that would have been even better.
So anybody want a dog?