We raise Icelandic sheep for meat. Turning beautiful animals that you have raised yourself into a pile of chops and roasts is not a pleasant task, but it gives you a deeper sense of respect for the animals that feed us. I strive to provide them with a good life and a stress-free death.
I butcher the lambs around the beginning of November, when the daytime highs are in the 40's, before the heavy snows of winter set in. By this time my pastures have stopped growing and I begin feeding my sheep hay. Fewer mouths saves hay expenses. |
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