Sometimes I am impatient and grumpy, but not usually ill tempered or angry. Stupidity gets me down more than it should, but it is those who are not kind or compassionate that really bother me the most.
Kindness begins in the heart. One should not be so selective in kindness. If a cat is your animal of choice and beloved pet, and you hate dogs, at least be compassionate and treat the animals with respect. I am not fond of cats in general, though there have been one or two that have stolen a piece of my heart, not quite enough to find a place in my home, but enough that might pick a cat up on purpose to pet it. But I feel that way about all animals.
I used to have a bird phobia. Truth be told, I do still and always will, but have trained myself to walk with confidence among the chickens, ducks, geese and even the turkeys on the Fat Ewe Farm, to gather their eggs and to tend their ills. It took three years to condition myself to be able to be comfortable around birds, but small flighty birds will always send me hysterically hiding where they cannot get me. I do not wish them dead though.
After Ofcharka got loose from the snare trap, a local man told me I should keep my dogs tied up and that would not happen. I know neither one of my neighbours north or south has dogs and the they definitely do not set snares. But someone set a snare or more on the property with or without the owner's knowledge. To me that is ignorance at its best. The unwillingness to learn how the livestock guardian dogs benefit the neighbour's cows during calving time, and also benefit the predators, baffles me. I do not wish the predators any harm. They were here long before I was. If anything I am the intruder. I want them to survive and thrive and live naturally, just not dine on my farm. So, the dogs keep the farm safe by keeping the predators at bay. They do not kill unless they have to. In the 6 years we have been here, I have not seen a dead fox, coyote or much at all, other than a muskrat and weasel that came too close.
The animal I find it hardest to be kind and compassionate to is exactly the one that might benefit the most...that sort of person who has wanton disregard for nature and its creatures and treats animals with anything but love and understanding. Sorry, no I am not really, but yes I am because I am sorry the people like that, human animals, the game hunters, the trophy hunters, the trappers and sport shooters, are so stupid. If they grabbed a brain and treated all life with respect, love and kindness, the world would be a much better place.
We all need to try to be kind to one another. Goodness knows I try to tolerate everyone, but mostly I stay hidden on my farm where I can commune with my animals, love nature and be peaceful. I am trying to think about being kind to the unkind. I am. Trying. Sort of. A bit. Well. a little.
Kindness begins in the heart. One should not be so selective in kindness. If a cat is your animal of choice and beloved pet, and you hate dogs, at least be compassionate and treat the animals with respect. I am not fond of cats in general, though there have been one or two that have stolen a piece of my heart, not quite enough to find a place in my home, but enough that might pick a cat up on purpose to pet it. But I feel that way about all animals.
I used to have a bird phobia. Truth be told, I do still and always will, but have trained myself to walk with confidence among the chickens, ducks, geese and even the turkeys on the Fat Ewe Farm, to gather their eggs and to tend their ills. It took three years to condition myself to be able to be comfortable around birds, but small flighty birds will always send me hysterically hiding where they cannot get me. I do not wish them dead though.
After Ofcharka got loose from the snare trap, a local man told me I should keep my dogs tied up and that would not happen. I know neither one of my neighbours north or south has dogs and the they definitely do not set snares. But someone set a snare or more on the property with or without the owner's knowledge. To me that is ignorance at its best. The unwillingness to learn how the livestock guardian dogs benefit the neighbour's cows during calving time, and also benefit the predators, baffles me. I do not wish the predators any harm. They were here long before I was. If anything I am the intruder. I want them to survive and thrive and live naturally, just not dine on my farm. So, the dogs keep the farm safe by keeping the predators at bay. They do not kill unless they have to. In the 6 years we have been here, I have not seen a dead fox, coyote or much at all, other than a muskrat and weasel that came too close.
The animal I find it hardest to be kind and compassionate to is exactly the one that might benefit the most...that sort of person who has wanton disregard for nature and its creatures and treats animals with anything but love and understanding. Sorry, no I am not really, but yes I am because I am sorry the people like that, human animals, the game hunters, the trophy hunters, the trappers and sport shooters, are so stupid. If they grabbed a brain and treated all life with respect, love and kindness, the world would be a much better place.
We all need to try to be kind to one another. Goodness knows I try to tolerate everyone, but mostly I stay hidden on my farm where I can commune with my animals, love nature and be peaceful. I am trying to think about being kind to the unkind. I am. Trying. Sort of. A bit. Well. a little.
snuggling a newborn doeling this morning. She is a twin and has blue eyes. So pretty. It is easy to be compassionate to these babies.
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