Order up! I need 9 chickens cut, plucked, and bagged please.

It has been 3 years since we started our flock, and the egg production was slowing down drastically. You know what that means on the farm - if the hens aren't laying, they go in the soup pot. We also had a few too many roosters. Last Wednesday was the appointed date for the deed. As you can see, we had an organized process with an improvised assembly line. Notice the first "victim" already in the cone just to the right of K7's head.

While K7 brought the birds out of the coup, K8 sharpened the blades.

We had an experienced friend from Church come to teach and oversee the day's work. 

K8 also had a friend over. Everyone of us was busy plucking feathers as fast as possible. Here, K7 is waiting for his bird to pluck. Next time, we'll butcher fewer chickens and do a better job plucking.

It started to rain, so we had to quickly shift our work area into the barn. Here the boys are removing feet and wings.

"Hey, did anyone sanitize this table first?" Final stage of eviscerating then rinsing and bagging before going into the freezer.