Yes, stay the heck out of Oklahoma. I hear Idaho is lovely this time of year. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Irving
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Yes, stay the heck out of Oklahoma. I hear Idaho is lovely this time of year. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Irving
Working 4 - 10s sure messes with your thinking. Thought it was Saturday, sitting in front of a business that that opens at 1000 hrs on Sat. But got here and it is Friday, and they don’t open until 1100 hrs !
Guess I will be first in line when the doors open.......
I worked four tens for eleven years. You get used to it. Switched to a job working every other Friday and it was difficult to get used to. Finally got used to it and switched to a different job and back to four tens. Four tens is the best. You can get a lot accomplished on Friday and still have a normal weekend. I just finished doing my yard work.
Culling roosters isn't that fun. Even though one of them was a dickhead that bit, and started crowing every 30 minutes starting at 3:00 am this morning up until about the time I slit his throat.
Rooster management....it's a thing.
Was a long day, but it was a good day. Good enough anyways.
:)
So just sitting here thinking why the hell am I so stubborn? Its not like its ever proved to be beneficial to me to be stubborn.
Dad used to kill chickens in the backyard. We didn't raise them, he'd buy like 30 of them and chop their heads off with a hatchet and toss them into a 50 gal drum. He missed a lot.Quote:
Originally Posted by Irving
Got the dog once. Dumb bitch Terrier stuck her head up between his legs from behind as he was cleaving one. Just about took her snout clean off. Vet bill cost way more than he saved butchering those chickens that year. Surprised that dog lived through it.
My ducks hated that rooster. I was chasing him around the yard and let him get away. That duck chased him all around the yard by herself. It was a sight to see! The ducks generally walk away from me when I'm in the yard. While I was culling the first rooster, both ducks we right behind me, and the second rooster a few feet behind the ducks. The hens were as far away as possible. For both roosters, when I laid them in the yard to get the head all the way off, that one fucking duck was right next to me and would start chomping on the legs as soon as I laid them down in the grass. I'd push the duck off and it'd do a barrel roll in the grass, then be right up and start rooting around under the wing. Happened for both birds. Craziest thing I've ever seen.
I could actually tell which was the alpha rooster because his comb has bruises on it from the one duck taking his ass to town and biting him all the time.