Wow, cool group and happy to join.

As a child, I spent a lot of time on a farm. I always loved taking care of the animals and, in fact, in was one of my chores. One day my grandmother came out and took one of the chickens. What I witnessed as a young child was how chickens arrive on the supper table. We had four meals planned a day. Breakfast (5), Lunch (11), Supper(5) and Dinner (a smaller version of dinner) (7). I was very upset and refused to eat. I think from that point on, I had an aversion to meat. You see, what I saw was an animal who has feelings and should not be harmed. Certainly not be harmed to arrive on the dinner table but that how life was back then.

I will look forward to more posts.

Great group!

Undergroundrailroad

there'd be a lot more vegetarians. They ought to explain to kids exactly what is in that "Happy Meal" and how it got there. Not a very "Happy" process.

Even back then the methods were cruel. Now we might use the archaic phrase "I'm going to wring your neck", but it was a way of life in the south and on farms.

I do agree with your comment.

Thanks.

Undergroundrailroad

My new step-grandmother said, "Let's go get a chiken for dinner tonight" & we walked throught the back yard toward the car. I assumed we were going to the store. Nope. She went into the chicken coop, grabbed a chicken & I watched in horror at how we got our dinner. When she plopped a chicken leg on my plate that night I couldn't eat it & was forever queasy with chicken afterwards, but still did not make the connection to other animals.

:hi: Heh, similar experience with me. Growing up on a small farm it was my job to take care of all our animals (mostly poultry) which were pets to me. It was also my job to hold them down on the chopping log while daddy took the hatchet to them. Not to mention - skinning rabbits, field dressing deer, filet fish.... and I think my folks still wonder where they went wrong with their depraved vegetarian daughter. :eyes: