Arrived at the allotment last night to find my neighbours very upset about one of their snall game birds which was falling over all the time. They wanted to put it out of its misery but couldn't bring themselves to do it.
Now don't get me wrong, I don't relish dispatching chooks but because I could see it was suffering and because it wasn't one of mine I offered to help them out.
I told them I was going to light my woodburner anyway (which I wasn't!) and that I would put it out of its misery then cremate the body in the woodburner.
Poor thing had an 'aged' look about it and they'd been given it a year or so ago so goodness knows how old it was.
Alls well that ends well and she's now in chooky heaven.
Now don't get me wrong, I don't relish dispatching chooks but because I could see it was suffering and because it wasn't one of mine I offered to help them out.
I told them I was going to light my woodburner anyway (which I wasn't!) and that I would put it out of its misery then cremate the body in the woodburner.
Poor thing had an 'aged' look about it and they'd been given it a year or so ago so goodness knows how old it was.
Alls well that ends well and she's now in chooky heaven.
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