This blog came out of from my desire to share what i have learned about the Real Enjoyment that i get from Animals. I have grown up around them my whole life. Having dogs, ponies, rabbits, goats, chickens, pigs, and cows running around my family's backyard or farmette.
We always had a freezer full of hamburger, T-bone steaks, pork chops and bacon. We were not rich people by any means but there was always bacon & eggs in a cast iron skillet, and we never went hungry. We kept a small garden beside the house with green beans, potatoes, corn,
& black raspberries. There was an outhouse in the yard next door rarely used but usually had a family copperheads in it. My grandmother took care of them, as she lived 2 doors down.
My dad brought my first pony right in the house on my 6th birthday to wake me up. He was trained to rare up with me in the saddle like the Lone Ranger.
i am still a little finicky about what i eat, when one day i realized the white rabbit wasn't in its pen anymore, but i know it's part of the circle of life.
Years later when i walked my youngest daughter around the neighborhood and told her of my tales of hidden hiding places, and jumping off the garage roof with my Superman sweatshirt & cape on. She wondered how i ever survived. When she listened to my Mom describe my Dad to her ( as she never met him) she was caught off guard by learning that he liked chicken dinners. She asked like KFC, But found out that her Grandmother had to make the dinner from a chicken from the coop. Well needless to say with the education she had been receiving at school, she was aware of PETA, and she was leaning towards not eating meat. All these years later, she still doesn't but does like cheese and eggs, so she is NOT A VEGAN. She has also looked back at the indoctrination she had gotten from PETA , and compared it to the causes they represent today and says that they turned their backs on everything she was led to believe
She still doesn't eat meat, but accepts my preference of a daily hamburger as a mainstay of life.
Neither of us or anyone else in our family approve of abuse of animals, or for that matter people or cars. But I realize that when i obtained my hunting license at age 12, that if i shot it , then it was for food, not ego. Much like Native Americans did, i knew that all of the animal should be used.
My Image of Davy Crockett : from the coonskin hat on the top of his head to the heel of his rawhide shoe, speaks to that.
In the years to pass i have volunteered at a Local Zoo, and become very well enamored with Lions, Tiger and Bears. In this chapter of my life i learned about the other side of Animal People the Animal Rights activist. I didn't pay them much mind until the last few years, when it became apparent to me the danger that they represented to Animal Ownership as i have always known and lived it. In the Zoo world they were under verbal & written attacks, undercover investigations,
online petitions from overseas, fires, poisonings, and FEAR. All because of the desire to own, love and protect some of god's most fascinating creatures. Blame Disney if you like , because my zoo owner saw Charlies the Lonesome Cougar as a kid, and knew his path in life. I myself loved Flipper, My Friend Flika, Rin-Tin-Tin, Lassie, Seaquest, Daktari, Beverly Hillbillies and Ellie with her Critters, and Doctor Doolittle. So if you want to say all Animal Owners are bad, well its in our DNA, to expect to love and accept a lifetime pursuit to sustain these animals. These never ever lived wild, born into and age of human interaction. Yes their DNA is Wild, but they do accept human love and interaction, and return it in the same and more as given. Animals know who they love and trust, my pony would give me a hour chase trying to saddle it up, but my Dad would walk right up and click his fingers and it would come running. Knowing that Dad wasn't going to ride him, but i was. He would kneel down with me on, and let me ride like an native American bareback style. Many a day i rode him to school and tied off in the field and rode Fury home.
i discovered motorcycles, then cars, then girls, and then a career. Now at age 61 , i can look at my journey and compare to the youth today, who don't even know what the outside is.
I am determined to help make sure that the Zoo i volunteer for can stay in existence and maybe teach some youth how to shovel poop.
As a visitor here, you are part of an active discussion, some may agree with me and others think that I am Looney tunes , bottom line i have learned a lot about the drama effecting Zoos and PETA'S mission, and i am prepared to debunk several of their tenets and methods.
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