The night before... dum, de dum, dum, dum!

So tomorrow's the big day.  We've picked up the scalder, de-featherer, and killing cones from our county conservation district, arranged for the offspring to be elsewhere (though they had the option of staying and watching/participating) and sharpened our knives.  I feel like I should cue the ominous music at this point.  Chickens are a bit perturbed they have not been fed this evening and issue stern lectures to us whenever we venture into the neighborhood of the chicken tractor ~ obviously the humans around this joint are slacking.  Poor things, little do they realize they've enjoyed their last meal and now our destined to become a meal.

Here are a last few pics of the mob this side of the freezer.  Stay tuned for a future post on our butchering experience.

Enjoying the sun

The almost-pet in his private palace