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That sure sounds like trying to start an argument, or tell people that they are wrong or silly...
but, anyhow...
The chickens don't live in my house, only because I think frankly chickens are WAY happier outdoors, and it is already quite messy enough in here with 2 small kids and 4 cats.
But I certainly do think chickens have feelings. I don't know about "humanlike", but frankly I find it a bit hard to know whether I can correctly comprehend all other *humans'* feelings either, so,
I am sure the mental experience of chickens is different than that of humans, but I think all the available evidence points to there being a lot in common too -- I think if a person were transplanted into the mind of a chicken there would be a lot to recognize as familiar.
And yes, I also eat my chickens. Some of them I consider pets, either "up til the point when they are eaten" (and I will probably never eat a couple of them, like Pants and Maudie, because by the time they are ready to check out on their own, they will likely no longer be really edible) but most of them are fair game for the stewpot at some point in their life cycle. The 3 broadbreasted-bronze turkeys I raised last summer were DEFINITELY pets, Larry was my special buddy, but, you know, the kind of buddy that you eventually kill and eat
I think it is perfectly possible to respect and like an animal, and also eat it.
Indeed I think that (for me personally anyhow, please nobody take offense at this) it would be wrong to eat meat if I could only do it by not caring about that animal's life and self and personality. My chickens have a pretty decent life, and for the ones that go into the stewpot, at least I am a lot quicker and more merciful than a raccoon or a fatal infection. If I lived by myself I would not eat much meat -- less than with my very carnivorous husband and sons here -- but I would still eat *some* meat, I expect.
Do you ask people with pet cows whether they eat beef?
And really, how much difference is there between one kind of animal's life and another's, at least for a given degree of cognition/awareness/whatever? (I don't mean out of cultural habit, but I mean, how much can one really JUSTIFY those sorts of separate categories?)
Pat
That sure sounds like trying to start an argument, or tell people that they are wrong or silly...
but, anyhow...
The chickens don't live in my house, only because I think frankly chickens are WAY happier outdoors, and it is already quite messy enough in here with 2 small kids and 4 cats.
But I certainly do think chickens have feelings. I don't know about "humanlike", but frankly I find it a bit hard to know whether I can correctly comprehend all other *humans'* feelings either, so,

And yes, I also eat my chickens. Some of them I consider pets, either "up til the point when they are eaten" (and I will probably never eat a couple of them, like Pants and Maudie, because by the time they are ready to check out on their own, they will likely no longer be really edible) but most of them are fair game for the stewpot at some point in their life cycle. The 3 broadbreasted-bronze turkeys I raised last summer were DEFINITELY pets, Larry was my special buddy, but, you know, the kind of buddy that you eventually kill and eat

I think it is perfectly possible to respect and like an animal, and also eat it.
Indeed I think that (for me personally anyhow, please nobody take offense at this) it would be wrong to eat meat if I could only do it by not caring about that animal's life and self and personality. My chickens have a pretty decent life, and for the ones that go into the stewpot, at least I am a lot quicker and more merciful than a raccoon or a fatal infection. If I lived by myself I would not eat much meat -- less than with my very carnivorous husband and sons here -- but I would still eat *some* meat, I expect.
Do you ask people with pet cows whether they eat beef?

Pat
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