It's time to reduce the numbers.
The Boys on the allotment have, naturally, started to fight a bit. We're been really lucky this year, 23 weeks of happy chooks before there was a "problem". It's not really a serious problem, but it will be soon and we'd rather take action now than wait and wish we hadn't waited.
On Saturday we identified the 4 boys that are going.
In some respects, it was easier than in previous years, as we have a large number of Boys and we have already identified several possible keepers. For the rest, it's just a matter of time, so in some respects it made the choice easier.
And the Boys that are going have had a fabulous (and, relatively, long) life. I know that. I repeat it like a mantra.
It's still hard.
Which, I suppose, is a good thing really.
