As a rabbit keeper, one of the most delicate times is kindling — when does give birth and care for their kits. Supporting their health naturally can make a huge difference in stress levels, milk production, and overall success. One of my favorite easy remedies is raspberry leaf tea mixed with molasses , frozen into convenient ice cubes. These herbal ice cubes are: Easy to store and use on demand Great for offering pre- and post-kindling support Loved by does for their sweet taste and cooling effect in summer Rich in nutrients that promote uterine health and calmness Why Raspberry Leaf + Molasses? Raspberry Leaf : Packed with vitamins, minerals, and tannins that help tone the uterus, reduce stress, and support healthy digestion. Molasses : A natural source of iron and energy, it adds sweetness that encourages drinking, plus extra nutrients. How to Make Herbal Ice Cubes Ingredients: Fresh or dried raspberry leaves Molasses (blackstrap preferred) ...
Rabbit is actually easier to break down than chicken once you know where to cut. That’s because the shoulder isn’t attached by bone, but by tendons and ligaments—just like a deer. (This is what gives these animals their impressive reach and leaping ability!) The only real joints you need to break are the thigh/pelvis, and those snap and roll out pretty easily once you free the muscle around them. You will need: A good sharp filet knife. I like these from Rada because they hold their edge for a decent while, but they're not unaffordable so once I can no longer get a decent edge on it I can just replace them. I am thinking of giving KastKing a try to see how they go. If ya'll try them or have used them, drop me a comment and let me know what you think. A pair of Poultry Shears. These have served us well for 2 years now. And these scissors also come in handy but I use them more for cleaning than piecing out. A good sterile cutting board is always a plus, I'm still using a w...
It seems we need a follow-up—or three—on the bear attack … now attacks … on the homestead. We thought the horrendous discovery Friday morning was the worst it could get: everything in shambles, five of our 17 birds missing. We were very wrong. Saturday gave us a brief pause. A breath. But then Sunday morning, my husband—who never wakes me—did just that. Before I opened my eyes I said, “More dead?” He replied, “I'm afraid so.” The bear had returned. It killed seven more birds, including our awesome Australorp roo. RIP Larry. It undid all the hard work we had done the day before like it was nothing. We rounded up the five remaining hens—a three-year-old Australorp, a seven-year-old Barred Rock, and three seven-year-old Sapphire Gems. A little worse for wear, but alive. We tucked them into an unused rabbit tractor and moved them daily across the grass, locking them up at night in the carport with the young chicks inside the “Cape Cod House” (a cute little movable coop I found on Amaz...
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