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originally posted by: Night Star
Not my cat, but looks exactly like my Cat Tai who passed away at 19 years of age.
Also not my cat, but looks just like the last kitty I owned who was deaf and a rescue.
Veal is meat that comes from the flesh of a slaughtered calf. It is known for being pale and tender, which is a result of the animal being confined and anemic. Instead of living on his mother's milk, the calf is fed a synthetic formula that is intentionally low in iron to keep the animal anemic and keep the flesh pale.
A veal crate is a wooden or metal cage in which a calf is confined for his entire life, which is typically eight to sixteen weeks. The crate is barely larger than the calf's body, and too small for the animal to turn around. Calves are also sometimes tethered so that they don't move around too much, which keeps the flesh tender.
Bob veal and slink veal come from unusually young calves. Bob veal can come from a newborn calf who was just a few days or weeks old at slaughter. Slink veal comes from an unborn, premature or stillborn calf. Unborn calves are sometimes found when an adult cow is slaughtered and happens to be pregnant at the time of slaughter. Meat from unborn calves is now illegal for human consumption in the U.S., Canada and other countries, but their hides are used for boots and upholstery and their blood is used for science.
originally posted by: Kandinsky
a reply to: jude11
In the mid-90s I was working on a barn extension for a pig-farmer. We needed some water so I walked off into the main buildings to fill the bucket up. Straight away there was this stall with a huge sow in there - just wide enough for her to lie on her side and exactly as long as she was. It was a concrete floor with a running gutter of slops right in front of her snout. There was nothing for her to do but eat and there were dozens more stalls with a pig in each.
When she heard me, she turned her face and looked at me. It was one of those moments that burn into the memory because her eyes and skin made it like looking into the face of a person. I already knew that pigs were very intelligent and I also knew that they are compatible in surgery. With all that, it struck me as downright awful to see a creature I associated with sentience looking back at me and laid so low in the dirt of that stall. Doubly so because she was looking right at me...
It's the only job I ever walked out on. Not just because of the pig, but because the farmer was an asshole and the experience with the pig made it easier. He was a loudmouthed guy with no respect and was still shouting as I put tools in the van and left.
Not long after, I turned vegetarian and swung from vegan to vegetarian for the next few years. The hardest part of being a veggie wasn't the cliché of missing bacon, it was the way people always want to know why veggies are veggies. People huh?
originally posted by: boymonkey74
a reply to: jude11
Oddly enough I was about to club a dog fishes head in we caught beach fishing I ran over rock in hand when my pal reeled it in raised the rpck high and it looked up at me big black eyes and blinked and let out a massive cry...we released it.
Didn't know fish can cry.