No Pets

β€œThe creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”
― George Orwell, Animal Farm

It is amusing to me that we feel perfectly comfortable ripping the nature from underneath animals.

 

Put them on our plates.

 

Selfishly keep them captive as our emotional companions.

 

But our tiny patch of primmed and trimmed lousy grass is off limits for them!

 

Oh, the defecation and the urination!

 

Yet, the human waste seeping into the vast waters and buried in the pristine soils?

 

Took note, no one.

 

What are these animals resort to, but a short restrained walk, careful not to step off the concrete and feel the grass beneath their urbanized paws.

 

Petty, are we?

 

 

12 Responses

    1. Oh, yes, and to think I live in a ‘first world’ country(whatever that means!). So much more suffering in greater degrees in other corners of this planet.

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