EATING MEAT – HUNTING – AND FEELING GUILTY
I have just come back from a morning walk in the hills of Catalonia, Spain. We are house/pet sitting in a home totally run by solar panels.
It feels like we are one-with-the earth and not taking from the energy sources of Mother Nature.
Ben, the older golden labrador and Becky, the white frisky female lab were busy running ahead of me down the dirt track. We reach our temporary home by 4 wheel drive van/car which has been loaned to us. The fact that it is an upgraded Mercedes was a bonus.
The Sounds of Hunters
The air is still and the sun is breaking through the skies just over the dark hills. Then, I heard the noise – pop, pop, pop! Hunters are out stalking the animals and snuffing out life! I realize that I am being hyproctical and judgmental. The hunters will be eating meat tonight and so will I. How easy to blame hunters and the fear they instill in the prey that runs from them!
I look back to all the fields I have driven passed with gentle cows grazing unaware of the death that awaits many of them. Perhaps, I’ll stop at McDonalds and order a hamburger! By the time I have eaten the net meal -hamburger or a chicken sandwich, I have forgotten about those innocent grazing cows. I set off again on the highway with my wife, Trish. Not long into the drive, a long trailer with holes for ventilation passes us. Neither of us wants to speculate on whether the passengers are sheep, cows or pigs. We just look ahead. The sun is beginning to set. My stomach rumbles. I casually ask Trish, “What’s for supper?” It’s a meat dish – Trish does not like fish!
Everytime I see ellen Degeneres and her wife, Portia, I am reminded that they are “guiltless” of eating animals that walk, swim or fly – they are vegans. Will they have a larger and better “mansion” in heaven for not eating the Creaetor’s creations? I hope God is fair – afterall, here on earth both women already have “better mansions” that the rest of us. LOL.
My Last Thoughts
After this long walk, I’m going to have breakfast – ah, and it will be guiltf-free breakfast. I will look at the bowl of cereal and fruit and smile.
I will convince myself that I am not totally a “lost cause.”