Our turkeys live a natural, free-range life as you can see from the photo above – they are the ones responsible for demolishing my chard!
More importantly they aren’t bred to be so huge that they can’t reproduce naturally – our turkeys lay eggs and incubate them, more or less successfully unlike many commercial breeds according to the knackerman.
But we don’t want to be overrun with turkeys and the males fight at the beginning of the breeding season in very early spring which isn’t very nice. So on Sunday we killed quite a few of our turkeys for some friends for their Christmas dinners.
It is very important to us that our animals live and die well so we make their last moments as stress-free as possible. This is why we kill them here.
We catch the turkey and give them a cuddle – this isn’t too hard as they have been hand reared for the first 2 months of their lives (our turkeys are not the best mothers – the abandon or squash the chicks by accident – so we keep the chicks in a brooder and the front garden for 8 weeks or so) so they are not wary of us – not too wary should I say
We put them upside down in a cone – I hold their legs. James stuns them unconscious with this and then I cut their throat and they bleed out – quick and quiet.
before dry plucking and gutting them. We do the birds one at a time so it takes a while.