And the Winner Is...

Well, there is no winner. There weren't any bids. It's okay. We have had a couple people buy some chickens or contribute money, so that is good.

So, tomorrow, Audrey and I are going to Shelli's farm and butcher chickens. I know neither she nor I are prepared for the entire process. All I remember as a kid was my mom needing all our laundry baskets for when it was time to butcher chickens. I don't know what they used them for. I'm thinking that I don't want to know. 

I'll let you know how things went.