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[The Grand Nudger]

They'll be around three years old when they're no use to me. Broilers are slaughtered between one and two months.

I've heard from the guys at the extension that there's money in old hens at ethnic markets, but I'm not so into chickens that I ever explored it. These are more for my kids. 4h projects and such, they'll be pampered like any other pet would be.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

They'll be around three years old when they're no use to me.  Broilers are slaughtered between one and two months.

When I was a kid, and Eisenhower was President, we at the ones that stopped laying because we weren't allowed to eat the ones still producing. I remember searching in the wood lot for nests, feral chickens would come to feed with our birds and hang out in the woods. Finding a nest with fresh eggs meant I got one for breakfast. If things were good.

[The Grand Nudger]

That's pretty much how we kept ours when I was a kid, too. It's how I know I have zero interest in plucking and eating an old hen. I'd rather eat shoe, I probably couldn't even tell the difference between shoe and a spent hen.

Continuity thing for me. I want the kids to get to play with chickens and collect eggs. The folks who raised me were born in the 40's, it was probably a continuity thing for them too. It's fun to notice when some (now)inane detail of life connects people over such long spans of time, even people from different families.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

That's pretty much how we kept ours when I was a kid, too.  It's how I know I have zero interest in plucking and eating an old hen.  I'd rather eat shoe, I probably couldn't even tell the difference between shoe and a spent hen.

The parents were sharecroppers. We scrambled. Food was food. Possum was food. Chitterlings was food. Don't miss the "good old days".

[The Grand Nudger]

Cmon, couldn't have been all bad. Squirrels are alright.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

Cmon, couldn't have been all bad.  Squirrels are alright.  

Squirrel and dumplings was the last meal my paternal grandmother made. Mom had to help her, unobtrusively. To me it was just meat.

[The Grand Nudger]

Yeah, I was spoiled on that count, always had good food and plenty of it to choose from. One side of the property was a state park and the other side was a huge lake that the creek coming out of the park ran to. We could get boats in and out all day without fish and game bothering us. Every year or so we'd plow into one of the cows the neighbor let wander on the state road, and we kept hogs, chickens, ducks and geese. Big kitchen garden, huge patch of corn and peanuts. Plus, it was the 80's. Couldn't get a pizza delivered but we could always pick one up, lol.

Great place to remember as a childhood home.

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I think that the last thing my paternal gm made me was a nathans hot dog. Maternal great gm..kraft fish sticks. Last thing my maternal gm made me was fried catfish, and that'll probably be the next thing she makes me too. That cracker isn't getting older so much as petrifying.

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It's a beautiful morning.





I still have to put in doors and a cleanout shelf. Roosts, beeding... install vents, heat, light...then build the run. I'll put a feeding shed on the other side of it, then paint it all red white and blue.

-and all of you lucky homebound people will be forced to look at the pic-ses.

[Rev. Rye]

Got some gloves at the store yesterday and I decided to customize them in my own particular way.

Fun fact: a hint to my third-favorite movie can be found in these photos. Can you guess what it is?



Also, yes, some of the sharpie bled onto my skin. Some still remains on my knuckles.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

Blues Brothers?

[Foxaèr]

Seems there needs to be some fresh selfies up in here.