I know how I make decisions when it comes to something very important. I take my time, I gather information, I weigh the options, and usually end up with a decision I can live with. When it comes to animals though, I find it so much more of an internal struggle. It's not just about the cost. I feel so responsible for them, their well being and happiness. Even with my chickens, I want them all to live in harmony and be comfortable fulfilling their chicken life. We just put up a nice shelter for the donkeys because they spent the past winters with something insufficient. It was good enough, but they looked miserable when it rained really hard and the wind blew for hours on end. We put up a better house for the chickens so they have a warm dry place on really bad days. And there is plenty of room for all of them to roost. We have more dust and dirt in our lives because of the dogs. They don't get to come in all of the house, but I don't want dogs that have to live outside.
So we just put up with things and do what we can to make our animals happy. I believe that some of us are "keepers of the animals" here on Earth. We take that responsibility and it's important to do it right.
I sometimes watch TV shows that depict horrible abuse and inhumane treatment of animals. I read on Karen's blog (I don't know how to do links yet) about the little puppy named Chip who is in scary terrible shape and struggling to survive. Who are these people? Are they ignorant or inherently mean? I just don't understand. Maybe I put too much thought into it, but I really think about it and just can't figure it out. I suppose I never will.
I could ask the wise hen, the Buddha, or the sleeping gnome. But they don't know either.
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