Having lived in Oregon has given me an automatic label amongst even my most inner circle: vegetarian. Friends that have watched me eat meat half-jokingly say it. I don’t take offense, by any means, but it is confusing, since the only time I’ve spent as a vegetarian was a handful of months nearly ten years ago. Apparently that kind of thing sticks with people (especially if you then move to the West Coast), but I fairly quickly came to the conclusion that it just wasn’t for me. And that was a tough decision, because I’d done a heck of a lot of reading about how meat is produced in this country. I’m positive that I’m not alone – that others, too, must struggle with the juxtaposition of compassion for other living creatures and consuming them.
Let me make this explicitly clear: I am not denouncing vegetarianism or veganism. If it’s working for you, super. But it doesn’t work for everyone, and that’s who this post is for. If you’re wondering how to juggle a deep love for animals with the prospect of eating them, maybe my perspective can help you. Maybe my opinions will push you to be vegetarian, and that’s okay too. That’s what this post is: my opinion and perspective.
I have always been deeply attached to animals, domestic and wild alike. When I started to learn about the horrors of the meat production industry (and it is most certainly an industry) and how it affects us, I took some time off from eating meat. My protein came primarily from soy products, beans, nuts, and the other standard newbie-vegetarian fare. However, it didn’t take long for me to decide that keeping meat products out of my diet wasn’t for me. Here’s what’s going on for me. Read the rest of this entry
Have you guys seen this yet? It’s pretty wild. I’m not really sure what exactly is bobbing in the water, to be honest, but my best guess is a dead or dying fish.
Huge pectoral muscles that allow for flight also support limited swimming ability for these awesome raptors. Their talons may lock when they grab prey, and if the prey is too heavy to lift after the talons have locked, the eagles risk being drug beneath the surface of the water. Young eagles have been known to drown after being a little too ambitious with their choice of sushi! I’m wondering if perhaps this is what’s happened here, but the eagle definitely looks like he chose to swim on the last turn. Watching him go over and over again is exhausting – imagine how much energy this bird is expending trying to go after one meal!