Pet ownership
21 August
A friend of ours has organised another barbi, and guess what, the
forecast is for rain and high winds. This seems to happen whenever Roger and
Pam decide to host one, so much so that it became a standing joke at once in
our church. And now he they have done it again. Jan will be heading off to it
later taking Kile with her. From there they are heading for the local wild life
centre to see an injured badger they have there. Kile hasn’t seen a badger yet,
and I haven’t either but I’ll wait to try to see one out in the wild.
I’m rather pleased that I hadn’t made any plans for going out today
anyway, even if I’d like to just to look and shoot the market again, err … with
my camera, not a gun I should say. After Thursday I’m still feeling a bit tired
so hopefully I should make it on Wednesday. But even if I had made plans, they
would be ignored because of the weather forecast, what with rain and possible
gale force winds. Thanks, but no thanks; I’ll stay here in home.
While I’m writing this I’m also watching Animal Cops – Huston. I find it really hard to understand the
mentality of some of the people it features in its cruelty cases. This show,
and others like it, get to film in some of the roughest areas of the US. In feature
films we usually see only the more affluent areas and that gives a false impression
of the country. Of course, there’s also shows on UK telly with the same
problem. There’s one similarity in the animal rescue shows, and that is the
issue of pride, and possibly even some shame.
People get their pets and then found out they don’t have a lot of knowledge
about caring for them. Eventually, the animal suffers. The pride comes in at
that point because of the shame of having to admit they have made a mistake. It
seems to be the same thing with animal hoarders too. Sadly, there may be a
mental illness problem in that case as well. And so we have proud pet owners
who are not willing to accept that there’s a problem. Toes dig in on their side
of the line and the more they are pushed, the more the toes dig in. The only
loser in this is of course, the poor animal. So sad …
There’s another issue that is doing the rounds here in the UK right now.
Large numbers of dogs are being stolen, mainly pedigree dogs. The attraction is
obvious of course, but you can’t really tell if a dog has been fixed unless you
get your hands on it. With a bitch, even then you can’t tell unless you make a careful
examination to see any scars where she has been spayed. So if these dogs are
being stolen as breeding animals, what happens to those who don’t make the grade?
Do they just get thrown out and if lucky, get picked up as strays,
hopefully being returned to their owners? Or do they end up on someone’s plate?
And I’m not just being negative or funny here either, oh no, there are people
here in the UK who come from parts of the world where eating dogs is a normal
practice. Most Brits would find that idea appalling, I know I do.
Where does that leave me when I say that if it was available I would be willing
to eat horse meat. How many folks would be appalled at that one I wonder? And
yet I have eaten it before when I was in Germany, and I have to say that it was
rather nice, if a little chewy. I also find myself in agreement with the
Princess Royal on this one. We know of her love of horses and yet she has said
that with the huge number of surplus horses here in the UK, eating them would
be more beneficial than keeping them alive for sake of it. I was surprised that
wasn’t all that much of a fuss over it though.
We carnivores eat all sorts of meat don’t we. Butcher shops throughout
the country sell all the normal farmed animals and occasionally we find whole
rabbits and hares hanging inside. I actually like both, but the one I haven’t
tried yet is venison, mainly because it’s so expensive. I have tried grouse but
wasn’t impressed with it, mainly because it was flambĂ©ed with scotch, I don’t
like scotch (but do like a single malt). Pheasant sounds good but pigeon would
be a big no-no for me. But let’s get back to pet neglect …
Pride and shame leads the front one side of the animal neglect story; on
the other is the number of rescue organisations worldwide. We have the RSPCA,
Dog Trust and locally the Warwickshire Wildlife Rescue group. At times they
must feel dejected when they see so many neglected and abandoned animals. Yet
they continue their work on a daily basis no matter they come across. It’s a
job I couldn’t do, I get angry and upset when I see what happens on these telly
shows, seeing it real life, I’m not sure I could handle it at all. So all power
to the rescue groups, wherever they are working.
Today’s photo then …
A one horned rhino.
Today’s funny …
A father took his young son to
the opera for the first time. The conductor started waving the baton, and the
soprano began her aria. The boy watched everything intently and finally asked:
''Why is he hitting her with his stick?''
''He's not hitting her,'' answered the father with a chuckle.
''Well, then,'' asked the boy, ''why is she screaming?''
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