Having met several joyful, darling turkeys that day, I felt terribly distressed, more than ever before (I've been 100% vegetarian, then vegan, for over two decades now) during the next Thanksgiving holiday. While the Thanksgiving ritual of slaughter was happening, I could only think about how wonderful, smart, and lovely turkeys are––and how very sad it is that so few humans have come to realize this truth. Soon, when Americans celebrate 'freedom' on the 4th of July by eating burgers, I'll think about how beautiful, incredible, and majestic cows are––or how cute and gentle chickens are, how sweet, adorable, smart and social pigs are––and how sad it is that so few of them can enjoy their lives, how very few are living free from terrible fear, pain and strife.
Not long after our visit to Farm Sanctuary, my husband and I and our two tabby kitty girls made a big move from San Francisco to Berlin, Germany. I still think about the friends I made at Farm Sanctuary in Orland, California, and I miss them––which is only natural when you're far away from your friends.