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Farming in Mexico
Well I am still not used to animal farming for food. Yesterday as I was feeding my chickens and pigs I saw a poor bull being taken away for the carneceria. I felt so bad for him. At the very same time my SIL is killing one of her chickens. Then later I saw the same bull being unloaded into the carneceria. My heart hurts for these animals. Then today my turkey named Turkey took his last breath. He has been sick and died. I tried to save him, but it did not work. I think I am too attached to these animals. Meanwhile my chickens are waiting in line for one box to lay their eggs when we have more than enough for them all to lay at once. Our corn is also over a foot tall and our pumpkins are growing. Am I a softie? I am a vegetarian. I do not kill animals. Thanks for listening to my vent. Have a great day
Re: Farming in Mexico
My heart hurts with yours. My cousin has a farm in Italy and at one point I had to stop visiting her 'cause I couldn't stand looking at her caged bunnies and pigs that were living in poor conditions... I made sure she knew why I wasn't visiting too. Maybe it's hypocritical of me but the living conditions aspect saddens me more than actually killing them. I'd rather eat meat that comes from a small family-run farm than that of factory farming but knowing that even small farms like my cousin's don't provide the animals with better living conditions kills the whole point (pun intended). I mean, how hard is it to make sure these creatures that are making your existence possible lived an adequate life?
When I was little I picked up two chicks from this cousin and raised them. When they got older I gave them back so they could live outdoors in the country. Turns out I was fed those two at the following Christmas dinner. Now, who the eff does that to a child?? Bah, the human race puzzles me.
I guess the thing they say is to not name the animals to avoid getting attached, but who am I kidding, named or unnamed I still would.
eta - You have a great day too my dear!
MIL had the same thing with her pet bunny being Sunday dinner. Terrible.
DH's hotel he worked at in the mountains had caged bunnies at the back entrance and then had a space for them to run about. But again... special dinner at the hotel.
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She does in a fashion I like to call barbaric. One person holds the chicken and another one cuts its head off with a kitchen knife, I have told them many times it was barbaric and they keep telling me they are for eating not pets. I think of them all as pets. The chickens have a hen house for sleeping and another for laying. They argue over one nest. There is enough for them all to have one. They line up in there(literally) and will wait for hours until it is their turn. I think its so funny. Thank you so much for appreciating my thoughts. I like every other part just not that part of the animals. We have 4 japanese bald chickens and my SIL is threatening to kill my one and only rooster because he doesn't like her and pecks her. I think thats funny also. I will never let her kill him and he can cont to peck. He knows she is the killer. He doesn't even try to peck anyone else. His name is Rodney and he knows his name. Good night
Exactly. I have been vegetarian for about18 years. I am only 26. My hubby is the same way. If he thinks something is ready for eating he will go out and have his sisters help him. They are all fully aware I will not be participating. They enjoy it.
My cousin has chickens for food (some for eggs and some for meat) and I actually envy those chickens. They have awesome lives until the moment they're butchered. They make sure not to get attached to the meat-chickens though.
When his daughter decided they did need names, he named the first one 'Sunday Dinner' (no joke!) and it definitely helped his kids realize that whether they got attached to them or not, they would be eating them at some point.
Ironically, Sunday Dinner turned out to be the best layer, so she's still alive and the oldest of the bunch. Her name remains a constant reminder that as soon as she stops laying (or when the meat chicks are big enough) they will indeed become dinner.
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<a href="http://www.thenest.com/?utm_source=ticker&utm_medium=HTML&utm_campaign=tickers" title="Home Dthank you. I have a hard time not getting close to animals. They don't seem to have a problem here with their animals being in the yard in one min and on the plate the next