tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post3337003066721964093..comments2024-03-03T15:13:42.413-03:30Comments on Illustrated Life: 202 guestsJeanette Jobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935974758134419990noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-53590775678423436822009-06-05T23:42:47.295-02:302009-06-05T23:42:47.295-02:30I must have missed this post and I really have chi...I must have missed this post and I really have chicken envy. I'd like to raise egg layers not necessarily fryers....I would not have the heart to send them off to the slaughter house...but I bet they are really tasty. <br /><br />Recently my daughter became a vegan...she'd never tolerate us having food chickens now.\<br /><br />Have you ever thought of raising ones that lay eggs?Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01142884023928819776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-89995973657342791042009-05-19T20:09:48.940-02:302009-05-19T20:09:48.940-02:30Jo, I've never had luck with rooster. They are al...Jo, I've never had luck with rooster. They are always savage no matter how nice I am to them. Never again. I'm glad yours was more pleasant.<br /><br />Sorcha, let's see....June 13th....next batch of chicks are in. Want to drive? :)Jeanette Jobsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08935974758134419990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-17420937668088769502009-05-19T19:25:00.787-02:302009-05-19T19:25:00.787-02:30OMG I think all that cheeping would give me a head...OMG I think all that cheeping would give me a headache. But they are really cute so they can get away with it!Sorchanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-54692721421521597222009-05-18T15:08:00.000-02:302009-05-18T15:08:00.000-02:30The chicks are precious. Brought back memories to...The chicks are precious. Brought back memories to me, too. I won one at the fair one time and raised the rooster it became. He used to sit on my shoulder and come when called like a dog. He grew to a big rooster and looked funny sitting on my shoulder! I don't cook chicken and don't eat it unless I am invited to someone's home and there it is. I like it OK. I did not like cleaning the hen house or bringing in wood chips to start the fires in the stoves. My Dad always killed the chickens at the woodpile. Nuff said, it is lunch time here. Ha.Jo Castillohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00411430042547033972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-20335061324612225552009-05-17T22:03:00.000-02:302009-05-17T22:03:00.000-02:30Its interesting how many people remember chicks as...Its interesting how many people remember chicks as part of their life growing up. And even more interesting how more and more people are returning to raising their own food - just to know where it came from and how it was treated.Jeanette Jobsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08935974758134419990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-41279380915284865782009-05-17T12:57:00.000-02:302009-05-17T12:57:00.000-02:30I grew up on a farm and we also had baby chicks th...I grew up on a farm and we also had baby chicks this time of the year...and chicken for Sunday dinner when they grew up. <br /><br />I could never stand to watch my father kill them but had to participate in the 'plucking' and 'singing' of the feathers. <br /><br />One year three 'colored' chicks arrived with our Easter baskets. (pink, green, and blue) They became our pets and grew to an old age, eventually dying of 'natural causes'...or so our dad said?<br /><br />The 'sound' brought back many memories. Thanks for sharing.Marsha Robinetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10955149356250296578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-63881196422701391322009-05-17T10:57:00.000-02:302009-05-17T10:57:00.000-02:30Thank You for sharing, they look so sweet! I loved...Thank You for sharing, they look so sweet! I loved visiting my Grpa's farm and seeing the chicks. I know it's hard to have them "go" the way they have to. I watched my grandma have that job.<br />But the sweet tweeting brings back happy memories.Kayehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04886624374687900238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-26533878205743157852009-05-17T09:36:00.000-02:302009-05-17T09:36:00.000-02:30They are so sweet. I was taken with the little on...They are so sweet. I was taken with the little one in the video who walked over everyone else.Robyn Sinclairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01663604160297996421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-7277280078868712802009-05-17T08:49:00.000-02:302009-05-17T08:49:00.000-02:30Jonathan, these go off to an external processor to...Jonathan, these go off to an external processor to 'do the deed', but I still feel guilty. However, they do taste 100% different than commercially raised chicken and we have people constantly wanting to buy them.<br /><br />Jennifer, you just sort of tune it out and they go through waves of quiet and noisy as the journey progresses. No curling up and going to sleep like the dog however. :)Jeanette Jobsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08935974758134419990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-65440081782772908882009-05-17T07:52:00.000-02:302009-05-17T07:52:00.000-02:30that would drive me insane :p I'd have to have mus...that would drive me insane :p I'd have to have music up really loud to drown it out lolJennifer Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06528908250338974537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20414780.post-2335693621919713252009-05-17T01:59:00.000-02:302009-05-17T01:59:00.000-02:30My grandparents lived up the road from us and got ...My grandparents lived up the road from us and got 100 or so of these every year. From the time I was 12 on, I was the "murderer" as no one else had the heart to do it. I hated it, but still love fried chicken!Jonathanhttp://artisticbiker.smalltownbiglife.comnoreply@blogger.com