So, I sit here after just holding one of my chickens while she died. Its been one of those weeks. Months in fact. Stress of work, home, animals....three chickens, my baby quail and my gerbil have all died over the last month. And I know, its life. But as I held her just minutes ago and watched her take her final breath, just like I held my quail whilst he died just two days ago, I think, wouldnt it be nice to be one of those people. You know, the kind that doesnt give a shit about anything or anyone. Just a couple of hours before she died, I discovered a small bald patch on my carpet. Upon investigating further, I discover small tiny cocoons that out of, now and then, a small caterpillar type head pops. Yes, I appear to have a patch of carpet moth caterpillars. Why me?! I say this with more feeling that lots of other people (fellow vegans, you will understand) An hour later, I have collected a small jar gull of these tiny cocooned caterpillars. It was a painstaking process. They are living, breathing creatures. I cant vacuum them (although, having only just discovered them today and yet I vacuum that room every day, vacuuming clearly poses no threat to them!) I cant spray them with chemicals (that will also no doubt kill my parrots!) so I now have a jar of little lives (dont worry, they have carpet in with them too, I wouldnt let them go hungry!) But now, the problem of where to relocate them to. I havent just spent my entire hour devoted to the delicate and painstaking process of cocoon collecting just to put them outside and die on the cold. I now need to find some effective and natural method of preventing another infestation. So again, I think, wouldnt it be nice to be one of those people; how nice to not care. To not be bothered by images and petitions of the cruelty that is happening in this world. To not care about whether or not there is palm oil in a product, if the pheasant you saw on the edge of the motorway is ok, to not bother going out of your way for others, being too nice that you are walked all over. To go to sleep carefree, ignorant and unfeeling of the suffering in this world. And then I think, there are so many people who have hardly any food, clean water, no money, no homes, no education......why should I complain about anything? Which if course I wouldnt give a shit about if I was one of those people. So I guess, Im sitting here feeling sad, and angry that humans have caused so many problems. But I am glad that I saved my chicken from another fate, although it was humans that unnaturally modified her kind, to ultimately suffer and have such shortened lives. And its hard work and sad and the pain hurts my heart. But Ill never be one of those people, so, with my rant over, I am thankful to have rescued all of my above mentioned furry and feathered friends and to have given them a better life for their time on earth with me. (Even if you did chew a really large hole in my curtains and use the material to make into a nest - Bramble!)
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 01:32:58 +0000