The City Girl Farmer


Just Killed and Butchered the First Chicken
August 7, 2009, 3:26 pm
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Thomas taking aim

Thomas taking aim

We had been talking about it for a while but when I came home last night my daughter told me that one of our roosters had attacked her.  My belly was starting to get full.  We have one hen who I guess is lowest on the totem pole and she stays perched in the coop all day long because as soon as she gets down to eat or drink she gets gang-banged by the roosters.  They are treading her back feathers off and I feel so sorry for her.   They consume feed and offer nothing but aggression and horniness in return.

So Thomas and I decided today was the day.  Some readers may have read about Aurelia who had to be renamed after we saw “her” climbing on to some of the hens.  It was Aurelio’s turn today.

I almost called my chicken mentor to see if she could come over to hold my hand and then I just started thinking.  What is the matter with me??  A hundred years ago a mother would send her child out to kill and butcher a chicken and bring it in to her to cook.  How hard could this be??  So we got out the book, the gun, the pot of boiling water, some knives and a table and went to work.

Thomas plucking the bird

Thomas plucking the bird

Cutting off the neck

Cutting off the neck

I discovered a few interesting things about chickens:

  • there is not as much blood as I expected
  • a rooster’s testicle must be 10 times the size of its brain (which could account for it’s nasty dispositon)
  • probably should have cold-plucked it since we were only doing one bird
  • the whole process doesn’t take very long even with two squeamish and inexperienced butchers
  • once the chicken has pissed you off enough it’s like fishing—a little gory, but not traumatic

My friend was right.  It was great to know I could do it.  The Simla butcher’s offer of $2.50 per bird done while I drink a cup of coffee still sounds appealing, though.  I’ll post again after we have eaten him.

Aurelio in the fridge

Aurelio in the fridge