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20th Century Automation Comes to Savaroo

We have added an automatic coop door whose motor is connected to a timer that activates the opening and closing.  As the year progresses the timer will be adjusted as darkness falls later and later.  The hope is that when no one is home to tuck them in, the hens will be safely locked up in the coop before the racoons and opossums emerge.  Installing the door was not that difficult, the more challenging task was running the electricity 140 feet to the coop.

And to save the chore of ferrying a 3 gallon jug out to the coop every couple days, we ran a water line the 140 feet and installed a self filling water bowl seen here.  The weight of the water in the bowl closes a valve stopping the flow.  

This brings the total cost for the Egg Layers' Hilton to around $2200.  Yeah, yeah, I hear you.  But at our local fourth tier university a 3 hour credit course with books is $1500.  So, thought of as a hands on learning project, the designing, framing, roofing, linoleum floor, and now running water and electrical lines for labor saving devices it seems a bargain by comparison.

Puberty

The change is coming to the rooster Hawkeye.  It's an awkward time.  Somewhere inside him is a cock yearning to crow.  Some signals are strong and some are weak.  Some are strong, but are misdirected to the furthest reaches of the toes when they are needed elsewhere.  Time will make it right.  For now we can enjoy the silent crow.

Murder Most Fowl

We processed our Cornish Cross this week.  They were just over six weeks old. 
At the end, 31 birds survived to die an unnatural death.  Five birds died in the
fifth week, and we don't know why.  We cut back their feed and that seemed
to help, but it could have just as well been the heat.

The processing was made much easier by some great resources on the
web.  Herrick Kimball, famous among backyard raisers for
his whizbang chicken plucker, has a website with step by step
instructions for how to butcher a chicken.  There are also several
youtube videos that we found very useful, especially Joel Salatin
eviscerating a chicken and how they kill chickens at Polyface farm.
For more details we suggest you check them out, we will just cover our
personal experience.

Here is our basic setup.

You see the killing cones in the center back, the scalder to the right, a plucker
to the left, and a makeshift table for evisceration in the foreground. 

Was it difficult killing a chicken?  We cut the left and right carotid arteries while
leaving the trachea intact.  This allows the bird to keep breathing and the heart
to pump blood out of the body longer.  They say that the bird goes unconscious
after 5-10 seconds from blood loss and that all the flopping around after that is
just nerves.  Because of this we were surprised to see the bird's eyes still focusing
and what could be interpreted as struggling to get out of the cone after half a minute.


After the birds were killed and blood drained, they went to the scalder. 

Optimal water temperature is supposed to be between 140-150 Fahrenheit.  Even within
that range the exact temperature could make a big difference in the time it took to scald,
and we got better results closer to 150.  With the temperature at 150, it took us about
a minute and a half to get a good scald.  The drawback of higher temperatures is that
the skin becomes more likely to tear during plucking.

With our setup it was difficult to maintain a steady temperature---the steady-state flame
was small enough that the wind could blow it out and then we would
have to re-light.  We followed Herrick's advice and scalded until the tail and wing
feathers came out with no resistance.  That seemed to work pretty well. 

Testing a tail feather

Next up was the plucker.  We made a table top plucker.  People say great things
about the whizbang tub plucker but it costs about $500 to make.  We put
together the table top plucker for about $120. 

Reading people's how-to descriptions they always say stuff like "we made this for $5 with
stuff we had lying around."  The motor we had lying around.

Here is the plucker in action.

Plucking was definitely the most difficult part.  It took a lot of spatial
reasoning to figure out how to orient the bird over the plucker to get the
feathers on the inside of the legs or under the wings.  If the plucker's "fingers"
hit your fingers, it hurts.  After 15 birds our technique improved, but we
found it faster anyway to just get most of the feathers with the plucker and
do the rest by hand.  Now we really see the attraction of the whizbang plucker.

After the plucker, there are still some feathers left

The bird all cleaned up

The last step was evisceration.  Contrary to what you might expect, this was one
of the easier and, dare I say, enjoyable steps of the process.  It certainly was
educational to see how the organs of a chicken are laid out and there is an interesting
technical skill to learn here.

Chicken organs laid out.  The blade is 4 inches.

At the top you can see the esophagus (to the left) and the trachea.  The
esophagus connects to the crop, which is inflated with air here.  When
the Cornish were alive you could the crops bulging with food standing out from
their breasts.  Below the crop you see the pink lungs, then the heart, liver and
the little green gall bladder peeking out behind the liver.  The red silvery organ
is the gizzard, which is pretty interesting in itself.  The gizzard connects to the
intestines, which finish at the vent there in the bottom left of the picture.

The gizzard

This bird had a bunch of Tallow tree berries in his gizzard

The gizzard all cleaned up. 

Before you eat a gizzard you should peel out this yellow lining, it is very tough and
leathery.  Luckily, we learned this before we cooked them. 

Gizzard with lining removed

Savaroo Shores

Duck Soup

We finished the pond a couple days ago, burying the liner in the ground
around the edges and installing a pump and filter.  The ducks approached
to check it out yesterday, but were a bit suspicious.  Today after a couple
more approaches they took the plunge.  We have found that it is usually
the female ducks that lead the group and are more adventurous.  But today
is was a male who entered first.

It was a new experience for them to be in water so deep they could
completely submerge themselves.  It took a couple of tries for them to learn
how to kick their feet to go under water.

Best of all, the pump is solar powered.  You can see the solar panel mounted
just behind the pond in this picture. 

The pump circulates 300 gallons per hour and uses 47 watts.  During the day
we get enough power from the solar panel to run the pump without draining
the battery.

Judgement at Savaroo

I closed the coop door and went to get a shovel.  When I got back, though, 

the snake was just slipping out through a gap underneath the door.

This gave us some time to discuss what should be done if he returned. 

We considered three options.  First, some variation of catch and release, 

removing the snake to a patch of land a few miles away.  The problem here 

was that we do not have tools of any sort for the task and feared if we tried to 

trap him with boxes or buckets and such it was likely he would escape leaving 

the situation unresolved and our duck eggs still at risk.

The second option, the final solution, steel at the end of sticks, was unsettling.   

Understanding the snake's very real role in reducing the rodent population and 

trying to balance nature and animal husbandry left us feeling uneasy at taking 

the superficially simple and immediate solution.

Our third option would be to accept the snake’s niche in maintaining a lower 

rodent population in exchange for the recompense of a few duck eggs.

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During the day we usually let the ducks roam freely.

They have a kiddie pool to play in, and some nice mud puddles to wet their bills. 

Later that afternoon we noticed all the ducks back near the coop quacking. 

Maddie, who has been sitting on the eggs all day, was out in the foyer very

agitated, even jumping into the screen wall in an attempt to escape.

We ran over to check it out.  The snake was back.  He was right

in Maddie's corner on top of the eggs she has been sitting on.

If we hadn't made up our minds yet, seeing the ducks so agitated and 

the snake sitting on top of Maddie's anticipated ducklings led to a 

unanimous verdict.

We locked him in---luckily earlier in the day we had eliminated 

the gap under the door with a 2 x 4---and went to get some gardening 

tools. 

Fortunately, the coop has a back door as well, adjacent to where the snake

was lying on top of the eggs.  We opened the back door and

with a quick grasp slung the snake out onto the grass.  He was 

apparently startled---or perhaps just had a full tummy---and did not 

react much before the sentence was carried out.  A couple 

whacks with a shovel and a hoe and he was dead.

Ladies and Gentleman of the Jury.  Lest you think we acted rashly in our 

carrying out of this sentence, I present to you exhibit A. 

A crushed egg was found just by the snake's mouth.  He must have been 

in the process of regurgitating it when we disturbed him.

What about the lump we saw in the snake's body?  I give you exhibit B:

Unless this snake has yolk for blood, he had been eating some eggs.