Vegan canines up for conversion
VEGANS are vegans and no doubt are entitled to their spot in the greater scheme of things, and that being so, also entitled are the omnivores and carnivores who make up the majority of the human race.
To each his (or her) own. Christmas turkey dinners were a real turnoff for Jenny Moxham, black armbands and a period of mourning seemed to be appropriate to Jenny.
Now, after millions of years of devouring animal flesh and chomping up bones, it’s our canine friends that are in the firing line for a conversion to veganism a la the Jenny Moxham doctrine. It’s the porkers that are in line to join the “save the whale” crusade according to Jenny.
Ham and bacon can join all the other fleshy delicacies and tit bits that dogs relish and be assigned to the evil bin.
Not all vegans or vegetarians are so fixated in their lifestyles as Jenny Moxham, no offence meant.
One such bloke I knew grew bananas on a steep 2ha block.
He ran wires from a tape recorder in his shed to speakers through the bush surrounding his block and at night he played soft classical music to his bananas. He reckoned his fruit grew bigger and straighter because of the music. I think it had more to do with aspect and the fertiliser he used.
He was an avowed vegetarian to all and sundry.
But a neighbour swears that on a visit he could definitely smell rabbit stew coming from a pot on the stove, relating it to the sudden decline in the rabbit population along the creek. Fred Perring, Halfway Creek.