09/15/2026
A little processing story time…
So today I wanted to finish off a tractor of chickens. Easy enough. I finally received my replacement fingers for my plucker; watched half of one YouTube video, I totally felt ready…
I was not. First was the treasure hunt for the right tools as of course Aaron is away. Once I had my goodies I thought this is too easy.
Well after jamming my fingers in places I can only imagine some sort of small child like hands can reach but require the strength of Hulk himself. Not as easy as the youtube i watched. I guess we skipped this part.
The part the YouTube video didn’t mention was you gotta have them bolts back on tight or else you and your already scalded and be headed chicken are going nowhere.
Now, I am not new to hand plucking; in fact I spent probably an extra hour trying to Jimmy rig this thing I took apart and it was now up to only me and my stubbornness to will it all back together because I’m not hand plucking all these chickens…
Got it working I was so pleased. But by this time I’m already 4 coffees in and usually don’t make an espresso at 3pm but I go to do what I started.
The part I’m used to… processing.. golden. I didn’t even take a break. Put all my chickens in the fridge as fast as I could because Magnus was now on his 3rd stolen chicken foot.
I’m tired. But that good tired. I single handedly managed to pull it off, wasps, wrenches and almost tears lol.
So now for evening chores, package up these chickens all nicely tomorrow and gear up to do it all over again in a few days.
Oh and the pack of fingers was a pack of 50. That’s not enough fingers to replace all in the plucker; cause I only ordered the wrong size twice I thought I’d short change myself on the third try just for fun… 🤦♀️.
Again, I wouldn’t change this for anything else in the world.
