They have cocked their last doodle do. Saturday morning Todd harvested the two roosters. No pictures of that part because, well . . . gross.
I cut them into parts, cooked them, and diced them up.
We made chicken enchiladas for Sunday dinner yesterday. It was a little weird . . . I am not use to dark meat in my enchiladas, the meat was a little tough because the roosters are not very young, and, well, the thought kept popping into my head that these were our pet roosters.