choking the chicken

still in  rooster killing mode. my basic steps are:

  1. i catch them the night before, just before night fall, crepuscular. at this time of day they’re all finding a place to roost for night. they’ve each got a spot, and none of them want to give it up. i simply walk up to the one i like, the one i want, and grab it.

2. i put them in a box in the garage. this allows for several important occurrences:

it provides a time and space for them to contemplate their misdeeds.

it allows time for them to void their bowels. one less thing for me to deal with in the morning.

i know just where they are when it’s time for their retrieval.

3. my preferred killing method is a two step process. first, i grab the chicken at the base of the skull, firmly, and apply a  a violent, jerking, an up and down motion (choking the chicken). this, most often, does not kill them outright. but it does take the fight right out them. trust me when i tell you, this is best thing for both of us. a struggle makes everything worse. anyhoo, while they’re stunned, praying to god, wondering how this could possibly be happening, i lay them on a cedar stump and cut their heads off with a hatchet.

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4. this is the hard part, for me. the chickens can relax, they’re just along for the ride from here on out. the next thing i do is scald them. i’m not sure if this does any good. some say it makes plucking easier. plucking a chicken is never easy. in more enlightened times this job was reserved for women and slaves and such. we live in a benighted era.

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waiting the scale pot.

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plucked chicken

5. after scalding, evisceration. i’m still working on various techniques for this. basically, what i do at the moment is cut around the anus, separate it from the body. then, i open the abdomen, from anus to sternum. then, i just kind of grab onto anything i can and pull it all from the body cavity. the chickens don’t mind at this point.

i think, however, next time i do this, i will split the sternum.

and that’s about it. the heads and feathers go into the compost. feet, blood, and most of the offal gets mixed into the pig food.

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