Saturday…sacrilege?

You might remember that this spring we got 18 chickens with the plan of having a flock of egg-layers. The feed store only had straight run chicks, so we figured we’d just make chicken dinner out of whatever roosters we happened to get.

Well, roosters we had in abundance. Loud ones. And for those of you who are not familiar with roosters and think that they only crow in the mornings, that is a fallacy, pure and simple. Ours crow about every 37 seconds all day long.

After listening to the din of 8 — yes, eight — roosters for the last month or so, my husband decided that today was the day that seven of them would meet their…ummm…freezer compartment. It was either that or be run out of the quarter-section by the neighbors.

The 4 youngest girls became aware of dad’s foul plan only when the first 3 roosters were delivered to the kitchen, headless and neatly skinned. (Yes, among many other talents, my hubby is a tidy chicken-skinner.) The 13 year old was horrified initially– a puzzling reaction since she’s seen chickens, sheep, and goats being butchered many times in Ethiopia. However she and most of the other kids quickly recovered from the shock, and raced outside to watch Dad.

The 4 year old wasn’t disturbed in the least by the sight of the roosters, and was perturbed when she was told she could not go watch. The 7 year old’s upset lasted longer, and she wisely chose to stay indoors where she did not have to witness any unpleasantness. “How could Daddy do this?” she wailed. “And on the day right before Sunday!”

“What’s wrong with doing it the day before Sunday?” I asked, curious.

“Mom! Now when people at church ask him what he did yesterday, he can’t lie. He’ll have to tell them what he did!”

Apparently she is of the opinion that only those with unstained hands should gather before the Lord on a Sunday.

{ 16 Comments }

  1. Love it Mary. It’s fascinating the way their little minds work!

  2. Aw, cute reaction by your little one! We have chickens, ALL hens… We aren’t ready for roosters yet! 🙂

  3. Oh my, that is hilarious!

  4. LOL! This gave me a good laugh! Fortunately for us, my husband is not an animal butcher..so ours are getting sent away and put in the freezer under the cover of darkness! 🙂

  5. I cant even get rid of my roosters. I’m pathetic. No one in my chicken coop gets the axe. I’m a terrible farmer!

  6. Thanks for the chuckle 🙂

  7. 8 out of 14, thats a bummer. ours too crows all day long! and he is kind of mean too! we have thought about “getting rid” of him as well and our year old was pretty upset! this was a cute story!

  8. Hee hee hee! That is so cute!

  9. I am one of those city folk who, if I had to kill my meat in order to eat it, would become a vegetarian very quickly!

    I’m not sure I could watch animals being butchered, even if they’d been annoying me and would make a tasty dinner. Guess I just wasn’t meant for live in the country. 🙂

  10. I knew about the crowing and the aggressiveness. That’s why we got only hens. Our first ever. Eight of them. It’s going great. I’m so glad we didn’t have to do any slaughtering.

    It sure makes a funny story, though.

  11. Mary, shouldn’t that be “fowl plans”?? 😉

  12. Oh I LOVE this post! I grew up on a farm and we butchered chickens every year. My absolute favorite picture is of me and my sister each holding a post-butchered chicken upside down. I think we were 2 and 5 years old. There have been no ill side effects from our involvement (I don’t think!) – just great memories!

  13. Oh man, I wanted to butcher the silly rooster that my parents’ neighbors had! We visited them this summer, and YES, they really do crow every 37 seconds. It doesn’t sound a thing like “cockle-doodle-doo”, either. All day long, half the time even at night when we wanted to sleep. It was absolutely horrible! My parents claimed to have learned to tune it out, but I think they lied…

  14. Oh my, that is funny!

    We have some clamouring, er, crowing roosters to get rid of. Hubby hasn’t done it before, and I am sure he is willing… he said so… if he can find the time. Fortunately for him, he can’t find the time! 🙂
    Anyway, we have four now, out of 70 chickens… we had only 6! If you can believe that.
    We are sure to have several more, since a hen hatched a clutch of 15 eggs a few months ago. I am thinking I have seen at least 5 more.
    And they do crow all day, all night, and all the time in-between.

    Cute story. I love it when they all run out to watch… and learn!
    🙂

  15. Sarah Mullin says:

    When we unwisely though a couple roosters would be “fun” we were in the same predicament…. What to do with the noisy fellers??? Since Kevin isn’t interested in butchering and we didn’t want to go to the hassle and expense is taking them somewhere we caught the awful things and brought them up to the ditch bank on the BLM land behind our house. We thought that they would have a nice little life up there in the weeds with all the pheasants. Well, not two days later our dog had found those dumb roosters, killed them and spread their feathers and guts all over our yard. So much for avoiding the gory stuff. We shoveled them up and threw them in the dumpster. I guess they were just too tame for living in “the wild”. heheheheh

  16. I love that story! When I read it to Ron, he said, That (seven year old) is quite the girl!