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Drew loves the farm. It doesnt matter if we are pulling carrots, feeding pigs, collecting eggs, or picking coffee. And, come to find out, it doesnt even matter if we are butchering chickens. The last few times we have butchered chickens, Drew has asked to be involved. Every time, I had told him "no" as I was unsure if he was ready for the "facts of life." But, this time, he convinced me. So, several weeks back Drew learned the process of how to butcher a chicken and he has been begging to do it again. He did a good job. At the beginning, he had big eyes and a tepid spirit. But, I think he categorized the realities of life and death and joined in the process. Below are a few pictures of the Caveman and his prey.
Dad and Drew plucking feathers
Drew showing off his plucked chicken
Checking to see if chicken little had a heart