Happy Cows

For those of you who are new here at MoltenThought, I've had some issues with meat lately. We've posted entire volumes on the subject. It all stems from my decision to eat like a vegan for Lent. (A decision that eventually made me ill.) I've since had to tinker with my diet a bit, namely adding dairy and eggs back in, but no meat -- at least not until Sunday. (And don't even mention Easter! That ham is MINE!!!)

In the process of investigating the vegan lifestyle (mainly for health benefits and recipes) I came across some propaganda -- I mean footage -- from PeTa. We hashed it out with you, our wise and gentle readers, and then came to the conclusion that PeTA's full of it and that, while it ain't pretty, meat pretty much rocks anyway. I'm content to say a bit more respectful prayer over my dinner (which I think is precisely what God called us to do in the first place) and thank God for His life and the life of the animal that is feeding me. No oversentimental rubbish, just thankfulness.

I'll also do what I can to make sure that I'm responsible about my grocery shopping. Thankfully, my local supermarket has tons of stuff that meet my requirements. They have cage free store brand eggs, organic milk, etc.

And they have nearly the full line of yogurt products from Stoneyfield Farms.

I've had their yogurt in the past and it's tasty, with all the live yogurt cultures that are supposed to be beneficial, etc.. On the side of the carton is a web address. http://www.stonyfield.com What I found was every little girl's delight. They have happy cows. Cute little fuzzy, happy cows. They even name them -- their spokesmodel is called "PeeWee".

These cows run around the pasture all day munching grass and then (supposedly) come in at night to be milked. Aw! Sweet! They even have a resource where children can "adopt a cow" and get reports on how they're doing, when they give birth, all kinds of stuff. Neato. There's even reporting -- rather maturely -- on the "passing" of cows on the farm. They explain this in very nice "grown up" terms as a natural aspect of farm life, rather unlike militant animal rights wackos who mourn the deaths (even from natural causes) of ANY animal -- as if they are all supposed to be frozen until a cure is found for old age.

So, long and short, glad I did the research. Pass it on to your little ones. They can Moo and Ahh together over some "Chocolate Underground" organic. (Good, good stuff.)