I never killed an animal this size, never witnessed one being killed and never witnessed one being dressed or butchered.
I had no one present to tell me exactly what to do, so I had to go by what little I had read in the past and thanks to my wife I have a fully documented report of this event!!
The bird in question, a Garrulus glandarius, had been caught by one of our cats yesterday and I was too late to save it. It allready had a broken neck and wing, but was still alive. The cat left it for me to finish off, which was done by simply tilting the head in another direction.
|a picture from the internet|
I hung up the bird in a foragingbag for safe keeping overnight. It's a Fjällravenbag, for those interested in brands and I won it last year in a competition held by Johan Forsberg's of Nordic bushcraft;
|I never knew the beak had such a hook. Very handy for carrying and cracking nuts and seeds, indeed.|
|Other familymembers showed a great interest, too!|
|The first cut!!!|
|mugshot of the suspect.... |
I love the primal instincts in him, so unlike his black buddy....
When cutting up the bird I did not really pay attention were I made the cut, since the bones were easily severed. Trying to open up the abdomen was a lot trickyer! The skin and underlaying layers were tough. I also applied too much force on the chest and cracked right through the ribcage.
This made it easier to see what's inside and we all took our time learning about it. I was able to tell the different organs apart and could tell the kids what was what. I did miss the intenstins, though....
|open up and say...... wow, this is interesting!|
|happy his nose isn't too big, though.....|
|ahhh, the suspect returning to the scene of the crime!!|
|Even my youngster was fascinated and examined a leg up close.|
|My oldest daughter, the one with the outdoorenthusiasm, wasn't too enthusiastic this time. Her face says it all...|
|After we were done, I returned the remains to the woods, left it there for others to feed on, said my thanks and returned home.|