J.West's Elsie Edna and J.West's Clementine, April 2012 Best Buddies, Born 4 Days Apart |
There are times in this cow business when I find myself considering, fleetingly, becoming a vegetarian; when I keenly understand why some folks are so adamantly anti-meat. Some particular event happens that makes me think a little deeper about the 'feelings' of my cows, or at least some of them.
I then mull over in my mind many of the fairly ridiculous stances of a lot of the extremist PETA types, most of whom no doubt have never stepped in cow manure or certainly never resuscitated a newborn calf -- but yet are emphatic that cows are 'sentient' creatures and therefore shouldn't be eaten. Which leaves them in a sorry life in a zoo in some perfect future vegan world with zero meat consumption. Wait . . . That's also the FAO arm of the United Nations' long term plan! But I'm not going there this morning, discussing the FAO right now would give me a headache and make me nauseous, and my health care has already gone up 40% in the last two years, so I have to be careful not to go to the doctor, that might be an excuse to raise my rates another 20% next year. Oops, digressing . . .
Elsie Edna and Clementine, April 2012 |
I 'had' two other heifers who were very much pasture buddies, born 7 days apart - J.West's Boopsie and J.West's Lassie. Unfortunately, I never took a photo of the two of them together, but I do have a 'picture memory' of the two of them from last Sunday. They both walked up to the cattle guard by the house, checked it out, looked at me, and presumably listened to me (okay probably not) when I told them not to walk that cattle guard. But, they did promptly turn around and prance off together . . . and that's the last time I saw them alive and well.
Sunday night we were hit by the worst of thunderstorms and the lightning was very bad. Boopsie and Lassie died under a grove of hickory trees, lying about a foot apart. Fortunately, the rest of the cattle in that group were all fine, and so was every other pasture group. I had moved this group in to the pasture by the house on Sunday so they could get shelter under the barn's big tractor shed, which they generally immediately do when the rain gets hard. For some unknown reason they didn't this time. The ground outside the shed was smooth and slicked off from the massive flow of water run-off from the barn roof (we had probably 11 inches or more of rain), so clearly the cows didn't exit the shed after the storm, they simply weren't there.
J.West's Boopsie in August 2011 Boopsie was Carter sired out of a Popeye daughter, bw 66 lbs. |
J.West's Lassie as a newborn, her dam is J.West's Taylor Maid Lassie was Carter sired with a bw of 37 lbs. |
But, even so, as the days have passed and I've thought about my own personal reaction to the loss of the heifers, I suspect it is me being too sentient of a human creature about my cows, or at least about some of them. Yes, I do think cattle are 'sentient' creatures, many seem to make eye contact with us humans with something ticking in their brains and coming through their eyes that makes a total lie of the 'dumb cow' phrase for sure, could be their eyes are just so pretty I imagine it though. Look at little Lassie pictured below - she had the sweetest eyes ever. But sentient creatures or not, beef has been critical to the human diet since time out of mind.
J.West's Lassie, June 2011 |
Yes, cattle are quite the sentient creatures, but I wouldn't have it any other way.