So today was butchering day at Casa Christman. It's fairly gross. David and our neighbor caught them, hung them by their feet, and cut their necks. Fairly straight forward. Then you dunk them in hot water and give em a pluck. I helped pluck because its a serious job. Last step is the grossest, and I won't go into detail there but in the end they look like fryer chickens from the grocery...only smaller.
As a final thought, that's my clothesline. I will never be able to look at it the same way again.
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