Once upon a time we had friends who
decided they wanted to chuck the rat race and get back to nature.
So they sold their suburban
home and bought a farm. Chickens, pigs, cows, victory garden and all.
They tilled and weeded,
canned and preserved.
They nurtured and bred and
fed the livestock.
They enjoyed the fresh
produce that came from their labors.
They profited from the fresh
eggs that came from the chickens.
They even managed to kill
some of the chickens when necessary.
But when it came time to
slaughter a hog they called in professionals.
The company they hired took away the animal, slaughtered and dressed it and brought back lovely little sterile packages neatly wrapped in butcher paper and all efficiently
labeled ready for the freezer.
No fuss, no muss.
It was all good.
Then, one day it came time to
kill a cow.
So they called the company
they had used for the pigs.
They came in a shiny new
truck that was equipped for the job at hand.
And right there, in the
middle of the barnyard, they stunned the cow and proceeded to slaughter her in
front of God and everyone.
The men were covered in blood,
the barnyard was covered in blood, the truck was covered in blood.
When the job was done,
instead of neatly wrapped packages ready for the freezer as they had expected,
hanging in the barn was a side of beef!
They were shocked! They expected the company to take the
animal away and bring back the nice neat little packages like the other times!
That's when they realized they weren't the pioneers they thought they
were! LOL
Yuck! Robin, Yuck!!
ReplyDeleteReally...double yuck! LOL! ONLY YOU!
ReplyDeleteI don't like to think of where my food comes from. Meat to veggies nicely packaged in polyvinyl.
ReplyDeleteI think every kid should know where meat and vegetables really come from...although my youngest sure didn't appreciate knowing.
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