Chicken Zombies

This morning dawned cold and clear. I headed to the barn to do the morning chores, milking and feeding the goats, rabbits, and guinea pig. Next I looked in on the chickens and gave them their water, noting they were out of feed. I didn’t have any more and shopping day is tomorrow, so I decided they could forage in the yard today. I pondered the flock, trying to decide which roosters were going to be culled for food this week. I noticed one, who had been looking a bit down for the last week, was really bad off. I decided he needed to be removed immediately, and was not healthy enough to be served to the family since I didn’t know what the problem was.

Now, here is where you stop if you have a weak stomach…..

If your still reading…. So, I picked up the sick rooster without any fuss, took him out of the chicken yard, and proceeded to break his neck for a quick dispatch. I chucked him in a feed-sack for later disposal (it was pretty cold) and set him outside the fence so the dog wouldn’t mess with him. An hour or so later I saw the feed-sack gently float past the window in the wind, obviously empty. I went out to fetch it and collect the bird, but it was gone; some animal must have gotten it. I didn’t care really, it was just destined to be buried, and there was no mess, so I was pretty cool about it.

Then, a few moments ago, I looked out the window, and there before my eyes is a chicken, outside the huge fence. And not only is it a chicken, it’s the chicken I killed this morning, pecking around and looking all over as if his neck was never broken! Now, I have killed a number of chickens, I know how to do the deed! I know he was dead! He flopped, flapped, and just laid there in the dead pose, even when tossed in the sack and thuncked all over the place. I do not know how, but there is a very much alive rooster now on the loose. Oh, and he doesn’t exactly want me to catch him again 😉

This is the "dead" rooster, looking very much alive, from the window I was looking out.

And another view to prove he IS moving around!

About nigerianmeadows

I am a homeschooling mother of 2 autistic children and cook gluten-free, I homestead on 2.5 acre and raise goats and chickens for dairy and eggs, I garden, cook, quilt, and take photographs. I build, paint, scrub, and dance on tables. I am the ultimate WOMAN!!! Oh, yeah, and I like my husband a whole lot (he is the one that makes all this possible, and he loves me like no other!)
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4 Responses to Chicken Zombies

  1. Lindsay says:

    He wanted your grains!

  2. LindaG says:

    Maybe he just needed his neck… popped? Don’t know the term, lol.
    Still. I probably would have freaked out, lol. It is obviously not his time to go. 🙂

  3. laura little says:

    Hmmm… Next time try a bullet to the head. Zombie Hunters all over swear by it. :O)

  4. You are all too funny! Hmmm…a bullet to the head…. I’m not to sure what my neighbors would think about that, though the threat of a chicken zombie might change their minds, haha! Linda, I still think it’s his time to go, but maybe we should eat him after all! However, he doesn’t want me to catch him right now, so…. even for grains Lindsay!

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