My Fur Babies and My Problem With BSL, Too

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I am a 27-year-old mother of two boys. My oldest is the most sensitive thing in the world; he will look at you with his big brown eyes and long lashes and break your heart. He takes everything far too seriously. Sometimes we joke and call him Eeyore, because he just kind of lumbers around with a “thanks for noticing” attitude.  He’s the best at cuddling. At night, we all crawl into bed (I know; they should sleep in their own beds, but my oldest just loves being in mine.He gets in-between his Daddy and I and lays his head on one of us, and within minutes he starts to snore). He loves his little brother. I think he idolizes him. And even though he’s bigger and older, he still tries to get my youngest to include him. When they play outside together, my older boy often tries to keep up with my youngest, running and jumping with him. But my oldest just isn’t as athletic as my youngest, so he often falls behind or gets tired.

My youngest is the complete opposite. He’s fast and fearless and rebounds quickly. He always wants to be outside. When he was really little, he was a handful. You could never get a hold of him, a hug turned into a wrestling match, and he got into as much trouble as he possibly could. Now, he’s sweet and calm and likes to be cuddled and kissed. We’re a lot closer than we were a year ago. We have our inside jokes and he knows when I’m sad without me having to say a word. If I’m having a rough day, he’ll crawl up beside me and put his head on my chest, then he slowly moves closer and closer until I can feel his breath on my face and hear all the faint sounds he makes. I love my boys more than anything in the world. Sometimes I look at them and I squeal with pride and love. Sometimes I have to just grab them and hold them, like I can’t take all the love that’s inside of me for them and if I don’t squeeze them in that moment I’m going to explode.

I’m 27 and they are huge anchors of responsibility. I couldn’t take an intern job or work for low pay in order to pay my dues and get into the studio like everyone else. I had to make enough money to keep us in a house in a neighborhood where they were safe. I can’t go on vacation. We gave up a free trip to New Orleans because we couldn’t find anyone to look after them. We’re currently planning a trip to Cabo in October and I’m already panicking about being away from them for four days.

Their names are Riot and Ruckus and I’m not sure how old they are … somewhere between three and five. They were both rescues, so their past is a mystery. All I know is both were going to be killed for being Pits. Ruckus is a purebred blue-nosed Pit-Bull and Riot is a tri-colored Pit-Bull mix. I don’t see them as just dogs. I see them as family. They’re my little fur babies. And they saved my life.

I’ve never openly discussed this because I find it extremely embarrassing, but I have an anxiety and panic disorder. It’s bad. I’m going to be in a psychology book because of how bad it is. I have all the usual symptoms, I can’t breathe, my heart races, and I cramp up and shake. Sedatives have never worked, I just had to ride them out which caused some damage to my heart. Please refrain from …

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What’s Really Going On At The Zoo?

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Every child loves going to the zoo – it’s a childhood tradition. Parents want to expose their kids to wonderful adventures, to broaden their minds. That’s the reason they go to the zoo. These children get the chance to see animals they would most likely never see in their lifetime, unless the parent was wealthy enough to travel to all corners of the globe in search of That Elusive Species.

But what are parents really exposing their children to? I recently visited the Los Angeles zoo. I did this because I know that celebrity Betty White is on the board of directors and is an animals rights’ activist. I thought I would be visiting more of a sanctuary than a zoo. I was excited to see the new elephant enclosure, as it is one that is supposedly the best in the country. When I arrived I was quickly reminded why I don’t enjoy visiting zoos.

The L.A. Zoo is beautiful, the weather is generally flawless, and the animals are diverse. Most boast of being “the last of their kind,” and they house several “almost extinct” animals. That part of zoos I do enjoy. To me, they are a necessary evil. Yes, despite the fact that these animals are in cages, and out of their natural habitat and climate, they are safe from poachers.

As I walked to the elephant enclosure, the first sound I heard was the snapping of the electric fence. I saw one male elephant standing there. He made his way over to a trainer, who threw him some cucumbers and then he sauntered back to wait by his door. I walked further on and saw that two female elephants were kept on the other side of the very large enclosure. One female was constantly bobbing her head, and as I saw this, I remembered that hearing this is a sometimes-present neurological behavior in captive elephants. I was saddened by her behavior and upset that they were being  kept apart. I have a deep love and affinity for all animals, but I feel especially connected to elephants.

I walked past the chimpanzee enclosure to see their area to be very crowded, and the inhabitants sat cuddled with each other, not using any of their supplied “enhancement” tools. I remember thinking, “Those straps are so close together, how can they swing at all?”

What got to me the most, and what really prompted me to write this article and do the associated research, was the Sumatran Tiger. I heard her calling from another area in the zoo, which I found to be odd as I’ve never really heard such an active tiger before. I walked to the enclosure where I saw her pacing. She was doing figure eights between her two cubs that were at separate ends of her area. I knew right away, she was looking for another cub. Calling for a lost cub, circling, counting, trying to find her lost baby. I Googled the tigers and found that six months prior to my visit, a Sumatran tiger cub did indeed die. I walked through the zoo hearing that mother calling and my heart wrenched with every call she made. There was no way that it couldn’t have been her.

I was furious, positively fuming. I immediately contacted animal experts and the L.A. Zoo itself. The first person I spoke to was Jason Jacobs of the L.A. Zoo. I jumped at the chance to ask him about the elephant behavior, and he informed me that one of the females was a former circus animal, and that their young male also bobs his head. Jacobs told me that when a trainer comes to the gate the young male elephant will bob his head in an “anticipatory way” the same way a dog would wag its tail. He also informed me that the zoo is working on the human/elephant conflict in several countries. Farmers are being eaten out of crops by elephants and the zoo is helping educate the farmers in ways to protect their crops without violence toward the animals.

Jacobs also told me that the chimpanzees have a lot of enrichment, and that the tiger was pacing and …

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Essay: Should Feminists Be Vegetarians?

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There is a whole article on whether or not feminists should be vegetarian. Ecofeminists’ Sheila Jeffreys wrote: “It is a joy to be in agreement about the need to abolish such practices of violence against women as prostitution and pornography, because such agreement is so rare in the malestream world. But this great feeling of sisterhood and togetherness was marred by disagreement over an issue that I consider to be of great importance, the eating of animals.”

Kathryn Paxton George wrote a book called Animal, Vegetable, or Woman: A Feminist Critique of Ethical Vegetarianism, and an article entitled: “Should feminists be vegetarian?”, and also produced a show on the topic. In her research, George found, “deep male biases of the traditional arguments for ethical vegetarianism” and makes the argument that there is a certain level of elitism behind the idea that women and feminists should be vegetarian. The debate is that cutting up an animal for consumption, or simply having a farm only to slaughter the animals is to objectify them, since feminism is about not objectifying women—and if that’s the case, shouldn’t it be in favor of not objectifying anything?

This is a ridiculous argument to me, as I, for one, consider myself to be a feminist. I believe in equal rights for all people and animals. I am a huge animal lover. I have two rescues and just yesterday took in a cat who had been involved in a hit and run right before my eyes. I am also someone who is deathly anemic and has to take five iron pills a day just to say at the lowest level that a human can safely be at. I constantly struggle with my iron level and have discussed with my doctor what I need to do. I need red meat. I can eat kale and spinach all day every day and it doesn’t have the iron I need. Every once in a while I have to dip into a steak or a burger. So, by this argument’s definition, I’m a bad feminist.

I try to buy free range, organic, and halal or kosher meats because I know the animals aren’t inhumanely slaughtered. Animals, whether you like it or not, were put here for human consumption. Yes, we are at an age where that doesn’t need to happen—but that is their purpose. I fully oppose the treatment that many animals receive, however, and I do not think there should be hormone injections. I feel their housing should be clean and that these animals should be loved and respected.

Wouldn’t a better argument be should feminists be animal rights activists? That’s a simple discussion with a simple answer: yes. Everyone should be an animal rights activists, and everyone should be a feminist. Everyone coexists, males, females, children, animals we are all connected and we all have to share this space, so wouldn’t it make more sense for us all to want the best for everyone and everything? How about we all just drop the subset and all be activists for a better world?



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Alicia Silverstone Commits to a Vegan Pregnancy

I like Alicia Silverstone. Sure, she’s really only known for Clueless, but every time I read one of her interviews or see her words in print, I am somewhat impressed by her laid back, love-all attitude. For example, her vegan cookbook, The Kind Diet, encourages vegetarianism without being preachy – she fully admits that sometimes she feels like a piece of cheese, and she has it. I align with her belief that becoming a vegetarian the act of trying to do something about the animal rights and environmental issues associated with eating meat, and any act which supports your belief is a good one. Eat free range meat? Cutting back on your meat intake? Only buy from local slaughterhouses? Going vegetarian, but not vegan? Well, good for you for recognising that you have a problem with the way things work, and then doing something about it. Nothing irritates me more than a vegetarian who spouts their holier-than-thou garbage about how if you’re not vegan, you’re the devil. Silverstone is a …

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