Archive | August, 2012

Gentle Barn

18 Aug

Wait, I have a blog?

I wish I had an actual excuse like, “I’ve been so busy!” but…that’d be a lie.  I’ve been spending a lot of my summer waiting for things to happen and then they don’t.  But my influx of television viewing has inspired me to write a few spec scripts so at least it hasn’t been a complete waste.  Perhaps.

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Buttercup, coming over to give me kisses.

One of the ways I kept from going crazy was getting out of LA.  My first mini adventure was a trip to the Gentle Barn in Santa Clarita.  It’s an animal sanctuary that gives a forever home to previously abused and/or abandoned cows, goats, sheep, pigs, horses, chickens, and turkeys, among others.  Many of them suffer the long term effects of hormones, being four times their intended size or unable to walk.  A few of the cows are blind because they were given cheap feed instead of their mother’s milk.  It’s heartbreaking to see what humans have done to them, but so incredibly amazing to have the opportunity to bond with the animals and get to know them as individuals with distinct personalities.

A goat that was rescued from a backyard butcher rested her head in my lap as I rubbed behind her ears, and I was overcome with emotion.  How could something so sweet and precious ever be seen as dinner?  We snuggled for 20 minutes in the shade.

I started this blog with the intention of committing to veganism for a year, but I’m in too deep.  I don’t think I can go back to eating brie when I know the milk was taken from a mother mourning for her baby.  I’m not going to reduce a pig to bacon when they’re smarter than most 3yo children.  I’m not a particularly moral person, but I guess I believe in the golden rule, good karma, and stewardship.  Unless I want to be treated as a commodity, I shouldn’t treat animals that way, and from here on out, I won’t.

Because we’re not so different after all.  I mean, we’re made of meat, too.

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