July 21 – The meaties are growing quite nicely.  They’re funny little guys and make me laugh almost daily.

I’ve been asked how I can bear eat something I’ve raised from a baby.  I had trouble explaining it other than to say it doesn’t bother me.  Then I realized that it’s easy because I know they are happy chickens up until the day they become food.  They get to lead happy little chicken lives in an open place, well fed, not crowded (except when they outgrow their space – oops!), eating bugs and grass and lying in the sun.  They are naturally healthy and don’t need to be filled with drugs.  So with all that in mind, it doesn’t bother me.  They have fulfilled their purpose and enjoyed the life they had.  I hope I can say the same at the end of mine.