Yep...I've never seen a man in my family kill a chicken...that's woman's work.
LJ, the way you describe your grandmother is exactly the kind of women I've been raised by and who I've become. There is never a day that killing an animal won't affect me...it always has and always will and I guess that's because I'm a woman, with all that being a woman entails...we are the softer side of this world.
But...there's feeling bad about it... and then there's carrying that baggage with you all your days, refusing to set it down. I think that divides the masses...those who see the dirty job, know it's going to really bite to have to do it, and then they push up their sleeves and get it done. Once the blood is washed away and food is in the jar or freezer, then the job ends. They put that heartache to rest.
sexist!
I'm pretty sure it was my dad and not my stepmother who killed and skinned the rabbits they raised when they lived on the farm. Probably the chickens too. She was a TOTAL city girl before they moved to Oregon when my younger sister graduated high school. BUT I would have to ask Dad because I wouldn't put it past her to decide "if I'm going to raise it for food, I have to do it from pen to plate".
I feel badly that I had to resort to snap traps for the mice in the house. And there IS a big difference between killing them myself and having a trap do it silently when I am asleep. But they figured out the no kill bucket trap and having mouse poop on the counters and in the cereal just isn't OK. They do a nice job of cleaning up grease in the broiler pan if you put it off until morning though.
If only they could be trained to eat only things we want them to!
Now that Rebekah and the cats are here, no snap traps. And I am ABSOLUTELY sure that the FAST snap trap is WAY more humane than the cat trap. I might set the traps in the basement though since that is likely where the mice come in. Rebekah won't go down there and the cat's aren't allowed (don't need them getting into the crawl space under the rebuilt building) but then I would have to remember to go check the traps. Out of sight, out of mind is a problem. Which reminds me, need to see if the rerouted hose on the dehumidifier is working.
@Deb... some can be rescued and some just need to be put down. hahahaha That's bad! hehe I know what you mean. Some would have me locked up for the training methods I have used on my critters.
We have a friend who is TOO kind hearted. That kind heartedness has been taken advantage of by the same person for years and years. That person definitely needs to be put down and my heart won't bleed a drop, in fact might soar (as uncharitable as that sounds), should a heart attack or a bus take them away (figuratively OR literally). But, the friend just keeps rescuing this loser. I'm quite sure if that spigot went dry, this person would soon find another. I have stopped trying to convince this friend but it is extremely hard to watch a very good person go to financial ruin because they won't kill the leech.
I run into people now that wont eat their own home grown eggs. I asked why ... because they have a rooster and they know those eggs are fertile. Sheesh again. Thank goodnes there is usually a family member who will happily eat those eggs.
That is the reason we will never have a rooster. Rebekah would not eat an egg that MIGHT be fertile even if it went directly from the chicken to the pan with NO chance to develop AT ALL. I'm not going to raise laying hens and then buy factory eggs at the store for her to eat (or more likely bake with). If we hatched chicks, where would the cockerels go? She wouldn't let anyone take them for food and when the girls stop laying, it is free room and board for life. So, much as I would like to use the farm land for producing more than weeds, and raising meat instead of buying it would be nice (even if I decided I need someone else to do the slaughtering), no animals raised here will be eaten.
I think, if I were to ever have another horse, I'd go bitless...it appeals to my nature. Of course, I also liked riding bare back more than I liked using a saddle, so maybe it's that "all natural" streak in me coming out.
Soooo, would you do it all natural, au natural?
Sorry, sometimes my mind just flies.
I told him that I appreciated the way he believes in me, but that I was leaving because of Katie, Evan and Kendra, and because in 4 more years I'd be 68 years old. He was silent for a minute then he replied, "I thought they were why you ran the first time. And how old will you be in 4 years if you don't run?"
And how does being 68
in 4 years factor in other than the health issues you've mentioned? I have a friend who is a retired teacher. She ran for and was elected to the state house of representatives when she was 67 - 2 years ago. I'm sure she will be running for reelection this year.
Though I do have a twelve gauge... I have never shot it.
Might want to for familiarity, just in case there is ever a need. Though perhaps you are already familiar with 12g shotguns and have just never shot THIS one.
All this discussion about killing animals, and people having their heads screwed in wrong and I had to add my 2 cents.
First, if someone wants to get on on cruelty to milking cow calves for being taken away from their mother, they should go after the formula feed companies (for people) first. Once they have everyone breastfeeding properly, and full time (which would involve getting paid maternity leave for all women for at least 2 years if you go by the WHO standard), then they can start talking about cows.
Yep. Don't bottle feed the calf but buy 'formula' with all kinds of stuff in it because it is convenient and because the "ad men" have convinced women it is WAY better than the 'old' way. It is, for women who can't breastfeed and for the companies making billions of dollars a year selling 'fake' milk for babies and infants. I just looked at Similac. They have about 20 different formula products. Some are mostly water and corn syrup (YUM! and how HEALTHY) those that aren't contain MILK. Wonder where THAT comes from, certainly not cows who are "breastfeeding" their calves. Definitely a disconnect between the source and the end product.