Summer enjoys freedom.
On dairy farms across the country, animals like Summer are crammed, shoved, forced to fit into small worlds of deprivation and sorrow. They are stolen from grieving mothers and spend days, weeks, months searching for that life-nurturing milk. Sucking on themselves, fence posts, chains, hands of humans, hair, shoelaces…desperate acts of senseless nursing masquerading as adorable displays of connection.
Remember this: Summer was not born so you could drink his mother’s milk. Humans infiltrated the natural order and destroyed a beautiful, normal bond between cow and calf, mother and child. Summer exists for himself, sometimes for his friends, sometimes for the unknown and unknowable.
Summer turns five this year. As animals here age, it is hard not to think of those who don’t, whose throats are slashed at young, sensitive ages. On a veal farm, Summer would have been killed at 18-24 weeks. On a feedlot, death would have come at 18-24 months. How bizarre that, compared to farmed bovines, five is ancient. May Summer enjoy another 10-15 years of sanctuary.
The bizarre and senseless acts of violence inflicted on farmed animals are extreme…that the decision to be vegan is a natural response to this intense suffering.
-Marji Beach, Education Director
Photo by Andrea White