Chicken Mama came in to help us butcher chickens today and, boy, was her help (as always) appreciated. Three people is a good number to keep things moving along on butchering day. We did a total of fourteen birds in a little over three hours. Six roosters from our spring chicks, four old, geriatric birds that had had a long, happy life in our main flock and four roosters from Chicken Mama's spring chicks.
Above is Chicken Mama tickling the feathers off a bird using the chicken plucker.
Hubby picked this cool machine up from a retiring farmer a couple/few years ago and it's one of the best investments we've made.
The age of this particular model is unknown, but it sure does a bang-up good job. Don't know how a brand new machine could do much better. (Unless, of course, you had a custom-made one like Pig Pen made Apple Pie Gal not too long ago! Dang, I tried, I really tried, but I cannot find the post of her showing his unbelievably handy chicken plucker. Sorry.)
We set up a large tarp to catch most of the feathers, but still and all, it's a less than tidy operation.
Chicken Mama snapped this picture of the two of us working on a couple of naked chickens. (Please understand I was NOT trying to make a fashion statement today.)
I served the very last of the chicken meat from our last butchering for dinner tonight so two of the old birds butchered today didn't even make it into the freezer. They went straight into my big stew pot along with some herbs and veggies for flavoring. The aroma wafting out is making the house smell wonderful right now.
Feels mighty good to have this job done, that's for sure. And a very satisfying feeling to know we have some really good, healthy, homestead-raised chicken meat in the freezer for this winter.
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