It became apparent that one of our pigs had an injury that it would not recover from.....he was still up and about and eating but things didn't look good.....
Who ya gonna call?????
Crazy Granma Pam of course......Never one to shy away from a dirty task she and hubby got right to it.....
Selecting the correct tools....
We fed the pigs and she did the deed. The eating pigs didn't even glance at their fallen comrade.....
Who was carried away quickly....we don't want to traumatize anyone...or anything.....
And set to drain on the convenient lift.....
Three very interested helpers .... asking over and over "Will the ribs be good? Will the ribs be good?"
And the anatomy lesson was pretty cool too.
Now to get the halved pig out of our strawberry cooler......before the season starts this week.....
ACK!
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Can gran come over and show us how it is done when we have to do our first goats? I'm not really looking forward to that, not having ever wielded a gun.
I have, however, slaughtered a chicken. Well, I held while my husband sliced. That was an experience, but not so traumatic as to not plan on doing it again!
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