Butchering, take two! (or 12 in this case)

So here's the skinny on the butchering. Tory, Miah, and Erin all came and helped. Someone that will remain nameless (*cou-me-gh*) talked a wee bit too much, so we got started a little later than we wanted. We took 3 hours for the first 6, and the three of them did 6 in one hour while I went to go get Ben. While in Winterset, Josh saved the day--even though he doesn't speak hysterical woman, he can get you calmed down enough that he can talk you through what you need to do ;) ((The radiator hose popped off and spewed antifreeze (red!) all over the ground))

We opted to put the chickens into the bathtub, and clean them off in there. (All 12) So Ben was able to see them the night before, in the bathtub. There's actually a really cute story.

I wish I had a better camera, or at least a program that would make my camera a little more lovely, but here is my cousin and his fiancee. The reason this is really funny is because his pants are pink-pink, and the top is a lovely purple.