Melba's Jammin' wrote:
>
> In article >, Katra
> > wrote:
> >
> > I have a pair of Bourbon Red turkeys that are pets, and a "rescued"
> > broad breasted white hen that is also a pet...
> >
> > I still eat turkey for Thanksgiving tho', just not my pet ones...
>
> First rule of farming (especially if you're in 4H): Don't name your
> livestock. Easier to send "that one over there" than to send Wattles,
> Tommy, and Hen-rietta off to the stockyard. :-)
> --
> -Barb
> State Fair prizewinning jams and jellies for sale at the Burnsville
> Senior Citizens Bake Sale, November 19, 2003; 9:00 a.m. -6:00 p.m.
> Diamondhead Education Center, Burnsville Parkway & Nicollet Aves,
> Burnsville. 952-707-4120

Some years ago a relative gave my daughter two cute little bunny rabbits. He
forgot to tell me these were to grow to very large sizes, in the 20 to 30
pound class. And he forgot to tell me they were a male and a female.

A few months later we had over 20 of them. We would have had more but males
have the nasty habit of castrating other males by biting them where it hurts
most. We had to keep the bucks separate form each other.

I decided to cook one to see what they tasted like. I still remember the
horrified look in my daughter's face when I had Isabel (they all had names
except the two bucks) ready to slaughter. I had to let her go.

They say they taste like chicken. I will never know although my supermarket
carried them for a while.

I gave them away to a guy who raised them after a visit from the county
inspector and a citation for keeping livestock on a residential lot.

By the way, they produce lots of fertilizer that smells to high heaven. Worse
than hog pens.