Not one, but 2 of Mandas' roosters escaped their cage and we had to go catch them. Silly boys went down to the lower barn enclosure, so were fairly easy to catch. Made me remember last time we butchered, and a young guy spent ½ an hour chasing some of my roosters before he caught one.
I didn't milk today, just opened the gate so the calves could nurse. Going to miss that option when they're weaned.
It'll take about a week before I could even attempt to eat one of our chickens, but I'm sort of expecting Herbie to say on Sunday at the latest, are we having chicken today ? I was wondering how the first person who butchered and ate a chicken decided that this disgusting, stinky, creature would be good eating. They really are the vilest of beasties. I'm fortunate that I'm still not breathing well, so some of the smell was blocked.
Maddie was a complete pain. She stamped her dirty feet in the containers I'd just washed, drank water from each bucket, even the pot, stuck her nose into everything and had to constantly be physically pushed away. She even tried to get between the chicken and the knife when I was butchering ! Your day will come, Maddie darhlink :).
Well, I'm exhausted but clean, so will just comb out my wet hair and pop upstairs to bed. Think this'll be the earliest I've gone to bed in ages.