Stories from a FedEx Driver

Somewhere in the area a FedEx driver is telling about the crazy farm he visited on Tuesday. I was in the barn cutting up the two deer I shot on opening weekend when I heard someone pull in the driveway and honk. I was in the middle of cutting off a front quarter, so I had a huge knife in my hand as I walked out of the barn, dressed in my blood-smeared jeans. The driver looked a little shocked, but the capper was when Cash the Dog then came running around the corner of the woodshed with an entire foreleg in his mouth. He must have stolen it when I wasn't paying attention and I had to fight the urge to laugh out loud.

I'm getting better at butchering, or at least faster. I got both deer finished in about 4 hours, including cutting some meat into cubes for chili and slices for stir-fry. I discovered that you can fold the foodsaver bags in half and put them in the sealer to make handy tubes that are the perfect size for a big slab of tenderloin.

Starting our planning for the farm next year, I'm looking into different assortments of birds. We want to downsize the flock from the last go-round, so I'm looking for 4-5 ducks, 4-5 turkeys, and a handful of egg chickens. Maybe I'll finally order from Tom at the feed mill, except we'd be stuck with plain old dumb white turkeys, we'll see.