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Post by bullfrog on May 12, 2024 16:03:35 GMT -5
A terrorfowl chick was sickly and lethargic this morning with no meat on its breast. Typical symptom of advanced coccidiosis and likely caused by a depressed immune system from Marek’s disease. I grabbed it out of the brooder this morning and dispatched it how I normally do; I grabbed its head and pulled in a straight line at full power until several of its vertebrae snapped in my hands, almost to the point of pulling its head off. I threw it out in the bushes for the dogs or other chickens to eat.
Hours later this afternoon, its slinking around the farm pond, alive and well and in better shape than it was this morning when I “killed” it.
Logically, I must have just gave it an intense neck adjustment instead of breaking its neck bones. But I’ve killed many a chicken this way. It sure felt like its head was about to pop off in my hand. I don’t see how it could have survived. I yanked its body one way and its head the other as hard as I could and I felt a bunch of pops.
Figuring today is not the day for it to die, I threw it back into the brooder.
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Post by tonyroma on May 12, 2024 16:09:02 GMT -5
Chicken chiropractor , if the lawyer thing falls through
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Post by mackeralsnatcher on May 12, 2024 16:13:47 GMT -5
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Post by conchydong on May 12, 2024 16:27:42 GMT -5
Reminds me of a Mourning Dove that was sick in my backyard. I grabbed him and spun its neck around and ended up with its head in my hand. It didn’t come back though,
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Post by Tarpon65 on May 12, 2024 16:50:37 GMT -5
For some dang reason this skit came to mind:  |
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Post by PolarsStepdad on May 13, 2024 8:12:52 GMT -5
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Post by gogittum on May 13, 2024 12:00:12 GMT -5
Reminds me of a Mourning Dove that was sick in my backyard. I grabbed him and spun its neck around and ended up with its head in my hand. It didn’t come back though, I did the same thing with the same species, a continent apart. For some reason, I just don't like Doves. |
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Post by conchydong on May 13, 2024 13:11:07 GMT -5
Reminds me of a Mourning Dove that was sick in my backyard. I grabbed him and spun its neck around and ended up with its head in my hand. It didn’t come back though, I did the same thing with the same species, a continent apart. For some reason, I just don't like Doves. I like Doves especially the little Tobacco Doves but this guy was obviously dying and I wanted to end it's misery and put it in the trash can before the garbage pickup. |
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Post by whitebacon on May 13, 2024 15:53:05 GMT -5
I did the same thing with the same species, a continent apart. For some reason, I just don't like Doves. I like Doves especially the little Tobacco Doves but this guy was obviously dying and I wanted to end it's misery and put it in the trash can before the garbage pickup. Many moons ago, we had clients that took us on dove "hunts" in Mexico. We shot like 2000 a day, a group of us. We have them here by the zillions. Nobody hunts, or shoots them here, to speak of. Back on the mainland I used to shoot them with a high powered air gun, pellets, and give them to my MIL to cook. She loved them. Me and my stepdaughter just shot them off the power lines. Not sophisticated. |
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Post by conchydong on May 13, 2024 16:01:02 GMT -5
I used to shoot White Crowns in the Keys in the 60’s when you could still hunt in the Keys. Excellent eating. You may have them in Belize but not positive. They are protected here now but in other places in the Caribbean they still have hunting seasons.
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Post by whitebacon on May 13, 2024 16:20:16 GMT -5
I used to shoot White Crowns in the Keys in the 60’s when you could still hunt in the Keys. Excellent eating. You may have them in Belize but not positive. They are protected here now but in other places in the Caribbean they still have hunting seasons. I plead ignorance. I will look into it. Have no idea. |
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Post by restlessnative on May 13, 2024 21:31:05 GMT -5
Reminds me of a Mourning Dove that was sick in my backyard. I grabbed him and spun its neck around and ended up with its head in my hand. It didn’t come back though, White bacon did this to a perfectly healthy ibis or heron that kept eating his baits, I think right off the golf course if I remember the story correctly 🤣 |
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Post by whitebacon on May 14, 2024 0:02:07 GMT -5
Reminds me of a Mourning Dove that was sick in my backyard. I grabbed him and spun its neck around and ended up with its head in my hand. It didn’t come back though, White bacon did this to a perfectly healthy ibis or heron that kept eating his baits, I think right off the golf course if I remember the story correctly 🤣 It was a blue heron. Good memory. Right next to the seawall off the golf course. Fucker kept eating my live shrimp while we were snapper fishing with no sinkers. I admit killing him. Your memory is way better than mine. I had Brad B and his son on the boat. I swear I'm going to hell for that. |
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