Comments on: The mail order chicks http://beckasblog.ivman.com/the-mail-order-chicks/ updates on what's happening at our house Tue, 07 Sep 2010 14:09:43 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=abc By: Carrie http://beckasblog.ivman.com/the-mail-order-chicks/#comment-218 Carrie Sun, 14 Jun 2009 17:17:36 +0000 http://beckasblog.ivman.com/?p=517#comment-218 I grew up on a hobby farm, and we kept chickens. One year Dad decided that we would butcher them ourselves. After Dad struck the blow to one chicken, it ran around the yard spurting blood, seeming to chasing my oldest brother, who was terrified (of course!). We took them to the processor after that. It is a nasty process! The smell of scalded chickens, and the plucking of the feathers -- not for the faint of heart. I'm so thankful not to be a pioneer woman. I grew up on a hobby farm, and we kept chickens. One year Dad decided that we would butcher them ourselves. After Dad struck the blow to one chicken, it ran around the yard spurting blood, seeming to chasing my oldest brother, who was terrified (of course!). We took them to the processor after that.

It is a nasty process! The smell of scalded chickens, and the plucking of the feathers — not for the faint of heart. I’m so thankful not to be a pioneer woman.

]]> By: Patty http://beckasblog.ivman.com/the-mail-order-chicks/#comment-216 Patty Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:24:03 +0000 http://beckasblog.ivman.com/?p=517#comment-216 When I was a young girl, we had one particularly mean rooster who always managed to fly over the fence and "take over" the rest of the yard. He could spot any other moving creature (cat, dog, human) from all the way across the yard and would charge at us in a 7lb. fury of feathers, beak, and spurs (sharp nails on his feet). I decided to fight back one day and wielded a broom to meet his attack, nearly sweeping him into the next county. He ended up in a soup kettle soon after. When I was a young girl, we had one particularly mean rooster who always managed to fly over the fence and “take over” the rest of the yard. He could spot any other moving creature (cat, dog, human) from all the way across the yard and would charge at us in a 7lb. fury of feathers, beak, and spurs (sharp nails on his feet). I decided to fight back one day and wielded a broom to meet his attack, nearly sweeping him into the next county. He ended up in a soup kettle soon after.

]]> By: Ann http://beckasblog.ivman.com/the-mail-order-chicks/#comment-215 Ann Fri, 12 Jun 2009 16:51:47 +0000 http://beckasblog.ivman.com/?p=517#comment-215 I have a chicken story though not of the kind you might expect. Years ago, a friend had taken a package of chicken out of the freezer to thaw for dinner. After several hours, she realized that the package of chicken had disappeared. She asked her toddler if she knew where the chicken was. The little one said, "Hide, Mommy, hide." "Where did you hide the chicken, R?" R took her mother by the hand, took her to the bedroom, and pointed at the closet door. When D opened the door, she found not only the package of chicken, but also a cantaloupe! I told D that she should feed her kids once in awhile, so they wouldn't have to be hiding food. Since R was so little, she would have had to make two trips to get both chicken and cantaloupe to her room. I wish I could have watched her do it :-) BTW, R will be getting married in December 2009. I have a chicken story though not of the kind you might expect. Years ago, a friend had taken a package of chicken out of the freezer to thaw for dinner. After several hours, she realized that the package of chicken had disappeared. She asked her toddler if she knew where the chicken was. The little one said, “Hide, Mommy, hide.”

“Where did you hide the chicken, R?” R took her mother by the hand, took her to the bedroom, and pointed at the closet door. When D opened the door, she found not only the package of chicken, but also a cantaloupe! I told D that she should feed her kids once in awhile, so they wouldn’t have to be hiding food.

Since R was so little, she would have had to make two trips to get both chicken and cantaloupe to her room. I wish I could have watched her do it :-)

BTW, R will be getting married in December 2009.

]]> By: Tammy http://beckasblog.ivman.com/the-mail-order-chicks/#comment-214 Tammy Fri, 12 Jun 2009 03:04:07 +0000 http://beckasblog.ivman.com/?p=517#comment-214 When I was a young adult, and still living with my parents, we found a chicken on the side of the freeway (likely from a truck taking it to be chicken dinner! :-)). My dad stopped off the exit and caught it. We had it in our back yard for a while, and it even laid eggs. At our church's annual White Elephant Christmas gift exchange, my dad wrapped up the chicken as his gift. As it happened, it was one of the first gifts opened, and my dad was one of the last people to pick a gift. So the lady who opened the chicken was stuck with her chicken till the very end, when my dad decided to reclaim the chicken. :-) After a year or so, the chicken was sent to one of my grandparent's neighbors. Probably ended up as chicken soup or something.... When I was a young adult, and still living with my parents, we found a chicken on the side of the freeway (likely from a truck taking it to be chicken dinner! :-) ). My dad stopped off the exit and caught it. We had it in our back yard for a while, and it even laid eggs.

At our church’s annual White Elephant Christmas gift exchange, my dad wrapped up the chicken as his gift. As it happened, it was one of the first gifts opened, and my dad was one of the last people to pick a gift. So the lady who opened the chicken was stuck with her chicken till the very end, when my dad decided to reclaim the chicken. :-)

After a year or so, the chicken was sent to one of my grandparent’s neighbors. Probably ended up as chicken soup or something….

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