This is a lovely farm about 2 miles from our house. They also have cattle but they don't usually cavort like the sheep do. I look for them everday in the morning on the way to work and on the way home. Sometimes the lambs are playing and baaa-ing about (I usually baaa back too). Yesterday I noticed a good number of them had been shorn that day or the day before. I love sheep.
Which brings me to an interesting debate that P and I have with ourselves. If we love animals SO much, why do we eat them? We both have a hard time with this and have had numerous discussions about it always ending in, "I just don't think I could give it up." We get the whole food chain thing and what not. We just feel bad that something has to suffer to sustain our life.
I don't think we were always this aware of this feeling quite this much. I think it really started to hit home when we were looking to adopt a dog, who eventually was G-dog. She was in a kill shelter and we were deciding to either adopt G-dog from Tennessee or adopt a dog that was already fostered close by. We went with Grace because there was no way we could see her being killed just because someone didn't have the time for her. The other dog was already fostered and would have been adopted or kept by the foster family.
It was then we started thinking more about the suffering of animals for the sake of human enjoyment, whether is before food or supposed companionship. Then there was that whole ground beef thing (I wrote a post about it, one of my first I think). It's just that so many things seem to point us (meaning me and P, not everyone) in the direction of veggie or at least, meatless omnivoures (not sure if that is actually a real thing, I was thinking no red meat or chicken).
Be aware, I swing back and forth on this topic a lot. Maybe I always will. When I pass the farm some days I just want to go and cuddle the sheep and the lambs, some days I think of them with a nice lemon and thyme sauce.