FARK HAS RISEN

Well a few people have wondered what has happened to the glorious pheasant FARK.

Hes deaded, as my son used to say when he was 2.

Fark went nuts in a perfectly normal but unacceptable way. He started to attack anyone and would stalk us around the house and he made gardening impossible. If I was head down bum up he would sneak up and attack feet first. He put a hole in my leg. The only thing that would desuade him was a serious high pressure hose. He would wander off after a drenching but would be back the next day and if you werent near a hose then he would attack. He also had a go at the neighbours.

So three days before we left on Holiday - it was off with his head. So sorry to all my vego mates but it was quick.

Im not one to waste a thing - I went on line and found a cool video about how to field dress a pheasant. Worked a treat. You just put the bird on its back ( after its dead of course) Put your feet on both wings and then grab the feet and pull and you are left with the breasts attached to the wing. the guts comes out quick as.

Now Fark will be turned into terrine at some stage. But here's the kicker, as we sat eating a BBQ with a mate -after Xmas -along the middle paddock fence was - yup you guessed it - another male ring necked pheasant.

Son of Fark?

The hose is at the ready and the tomahawk is shiny sharp.

Come to Mama.