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	<title>Comments on: Fluff to Freezer - Week #4</title>
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		<title>By: Kathi D</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathi D</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:14:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, catching the chickens. I got 15 day-old chicks in March of this year. When the weather warmed up, I started taking them outside for part of each day, which involved catching and moving them all. Then when they moved into the chicken coop, they weren't putting themselves to bed in the henhouse, so I caught them all to put them to bed.

Until after several days, I figured out that if I just waited until it was darker, they really did "come home to roost." I was putting them to bed before they were ready.

I would like to grow broilers one day, but I fear I don't have enough "farm girl" in me to do it. It's quite hypocritical, since I do eat chicken, and I would like to be able to eat chickens that have been fed wholesome food and butchered cleanly. I don't think I can eat ones I've grown myself, though. That's where farm kids have it all over us city-raised folk. They understand about where food comes from and are able to separate "pets" and "livestock."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, catching the chickens. I got 15 day-old chicks in March of this year. When the weather warmed up, I started taking them outside for part of each day, which involved catching and moving them all. Then when they moved into the chicken coop, they weren&#8217;t putting themselves to bed in the henhouse, so I caught them all to put them to bed.</p>
<p>Until after several days, I figured out that if I just waited until it was darker, they really did &#8220;come home to roost.&#8221; I was putting them to bed before they were ready.</p>
<p>I would like to grow broilers one day, but I fear I don&#8217;t have enough &#8220;farm girl&#8221; in me to do it. It&#8217;s quite hypocritical, since I do eat chicken, and I would like to be able to eat chickens that have been fed wholesome food and butchered cleanly. I don&#8217;t think I can eat ones I&#8217;ve grown myself, though. That&#8217;s where farm kids have it all over us city-raised folk. They understand about where food comes from and are able to separate &#8220;pets&#8221; and &#8220;livestock.&#8221;</p>
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