OUR FIRST EXPERIENCE RAISING CHICKS
The chicks’ first few days at home with us have been a bit of a rollercoaster.
Yes they’re soooo cute + fluffy but I can confirm that raising these babies is definitely not all sunshine + rainbows. It’s been a struggle, and in just four days, with two very sudden deaths I’ve honestly been a bit emotionally drained.
I’ve obsessed over every environmental aspect in my control - I honestly don’t think there’s anything else I could have done, but I think that’s the worst part. I wish I could have saved them, but these things just happen sometimes.
I know a lot of people would tell me to toughen up - if I can’t handle a chick dying then how am I gonna handle sending our cattle to the butcher. I resent that. Big or small, an animal life is a life. A soul. They all matter to me, and just because I care doesn’t make me any less capable of a farmer. I am aware that it is often normal to lose a few chicks in the early weeks, but it doesn’t make it any easier. Death is still death.
“Don’t get attached”.
I will love and respect every single living thing that we ever bring onto this farm, regardless if it is destined for our freezer. I thoroughly understand the process, and I acknowledge that it is going to be hard for me, but I’d rather be educated + hurt through every step of the way than be ignorant about where my food is coming from, which is how I have been for so long. Every animal deserves to be treated with kindness + compassion, even if their ultimate purpose on the farm is to feed someone’s family.
I know so many of you see things the same way as I do, as I received so many kind, empathetic replies to my stories yesterday - and I am so grateful to know y’all. Staying hopeful that the rest of my sweet babes make it through these early fragile weeks!