Thursday, December 3, 2015

For the Love of Animals

I watched a brief snippet of a video this morning.  It came out of New Zealand, but really it could have been filmed anywhere.  It was a video of cows being born and then immediately being taken from their mothers and tossed carelessly into the waiting transportation that will whisk them away to the slaughterhouse.  In all of these scenes the mother cow can be seen chasing after the vehicle or the person who is stealing away her baby.  ... ... ... I wish people could see it. I wish people were forced to sit and watch this. The distress on the behalf of the mother is easy for everyone to see, if you care to look closely.  Doctors have been telling us for years that the human body past 18 months of age does not need cows milk.  So why is there such a huge demand for it. Why are the dairy companies still pushing it and doctoring it up to make it more palatable? Why? Why? Why?  SO many questions that demand answers and yet none are forthcoming.  Or those that are talking merely don't care about the animal as a whole.

Now. I eat chicken. I eat bacon. I do NOT eat beef or drink milk. I am a cow lover. I always have been since I can remember.  From seeing the Swiss Browns in the Swiss alps I have been hooked. I have tried my hand at being a Pescetarian (only eats fish) but when my eating habits had to be changed drastically I had to add things back in.  I have eaten soy bacon and I actually really like it.  What I don't like is the fact that soy is not regulated and can be full of GMOs. My 18 month old daughter does not eat cows milk and it will remain that way.  We are an almond milk family. For the health benefits as well as for the sake of all the momma cows out there that had their babies forcefully removed from them.  I don't want to contribute to an industry that treats animals that way. I am working on cutting out the bacon and chicken again. It is indeed a work in progress. 

"The idea that some lives matter less is the root of all the is wrong with the world." -Paul Farmer

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Twofer


Wow!  Another one so soon!

I HAVE changed the name of the Blog, it's only been 10 minutes but I forget what it used to be called.  Ha!

The new title is definitely me.  I have this tattoo in French as you can see below.  It has become my life's motto.  I love it.  It says in French "Elle vole de ses propres ailes."  She flies with her own wings.  To me it means, she does what she wants.  I think my hubby can verify that. 

SO.  Welcome. Sit back. And enjoy the ride!

Whoops

Who knew it would take five years for me to come back to this thing.  :)

We've been around the world and back in the past five years.  We've added another family member (or two if you count the cat) and have moved 3 times.  Whew!  Time flies when you're having fun.

To catch everyone up:
2011 We found ourselves moving to Italy for 3 years.  Fun time was had by all.  I'm sure I'll get to posting pictures eventually.
2014 We found ourselves moving back to the States and living in San Antonio, Texas for a year.
2015 We have landed in Northern California for the time being.

Ahh life with the Air Force is never dull.

2014 found us adding another little bundle of joy to our crazy family and it's been a blast ever since.  :)  She's a delightful handful and has aptly been nicknamed, "Cheeks."  This is how she'll be referred to here.  No real names for the babies.

So.  How have you been?