Originally Posted by Edie
Do you remember the WKRP in Cincinnati show where the guy says "As God is my witness, I did not know turkeys could not fly", as he had dumped a bunch of live turkeys out of a helicopter for Thanksgiving?
Same premise: As God is my witness, I did not know baby chicks could not swim like the baby ducks could. I put them in the little pool so they wouldn't be left out of the fun. Grandpa found them all, drown-ded!!!!!! He didn't holler, he just explained why chicks don't swim. Duhhh, no webbed feet!!!!!
Same farm, same Grandpa and Grandma. Mama Ewe had a little black lamb - we named him Sammy. Fed the little critter, chased around with him. Time to come home from Waterloo, Wisconsin to St. Paul, Minnesota. Later that Fall, Grandpa and Grandma came to visit. We were all sitting around the table talking about school and fun and stuff. Grandma says "How do you like the supper?" "It's good, Grandma." "I'm glad you like it - it's Sammy!
I turned 73 years old on Monday and to this day I cannot eat lamb! I was about 7! He was such a cute little black lamb!
Edie
My DH's dad solved the problem of not eating the stock they raised. He would take the hogs to market and trade with a neighbor. T hen when he butchered he could honestly say they weren't eating the family pet hogs! LOL The neighbor had the same problem!
My DH took care of the hogs til he went into the army. He said he had them all named and they came when called. He enlisted in Viet Nam in 68 and after he left his dad tried to load the hogs onto a trailer and they wouldn't go. He tried and tried and had to give up. He talked to his son(DH) and my DH told him he had to stand in the trailer and call them by name to get them into the trailer! LOL It worked like a charm! Don't know anyone else who named and babied slaughter hogs!! There were about 14 hogs.
DH's youngest 2 brothers had 2 hogs they raised when my kids were little. When they wanted go get through the barn yard without walking in the mud and muck they called the hogs over and rode them to the barn. My kids also rode the hogs with supervision.