Humans and Animals

What's the difference?

Animals have feelings. They feel the heat, the cold, the sun, the rain, the dryness, the wetness. They want a shelter to live in, food to eat and attention from their owners.

Think of them as a human friend. They're the same. They remember what you say, they sense your emotions and they miss you when you're away. Some animals we may stay clear from because they're dangerous, others we may not think of, or know their existence.

By learning more about different animals, from the big big elephant to the teeny hamsters, by stepping into their shoes and trying to understand their live, we can try to have a better understanding of their needs and feelings/ 

Innocence

This is. SO. ADORABLE.

Poem by Sherman Alexie

I saw a man swerve his car
And try to hit a stray dog,
But the quick mutt dodged
Between two parked cars

And made his escape.
God, I thought, did I just see
What I think I saw?
At the next red light,

I pulled up beside the man
And stared hard at him.
He knew that’d I seen
His murder attempt,

But he didn’t care.
He smiled and yelled loud
Enough for me to hear him
Through our closed windows:

“Don’t give me that face
Unless you’re going to do
Something about it.
Come on tough guy,

What are you going to do?”
I didn’t do anything.
I turned right on the green.
He turned left against traffic.

I don’t know what happened
To that man or the dog,
But I drove home
And wrote this poem.

Why do poets think
They can change the world?
The only life I can save
Is my own.

Happy New Year

Add it to your New Years Resolution! Please make it a happy new year for all the animals in this world! 

Hiatus

I'll be taking a break for exam leave and will probably be quite busy in the summer so don't expect to see me often!

From Dr. Dolittle, 1967 film

I do not understand the human race. 

It has so little love for creatures with a different face. 
Treating animals like people is no madness or disgrace. 
I do not understand the human race. 

I wonder — 
Why do we treat animals like animals? 
Animals treat us so very well. 
The devoted ways they serve us 
And protect us when we’re nervous, 
Oh, they really don’t deserve us, 
All we give them is hell! 

Tell me how else man repays them — 
Do we ever think to praise them? 
No we don’t, and this dismays them You can tell. 

We’re riddled with ingratitude, 
We give no love or latitude, 
In every way our attitude 
Is, well, like animals. 

No, no — that’s not what I mean. 

I mean — 
Why do we treat animals like animals? 
How can people be so inhumane? 
Cows and chickens work to feed us, 
Dogs and horses show they need us, 
And though cats don’t always heed us 
Their affection is plain. 

What do we do? We neglect them, 
We do nothing to protect them, 
We reject them, don’t expect them 
To complain. 
We ignore them or we beat them, 
When we’re hungry then we eat them, 
It’s appalling how we treat them, 
It’s insane! 
Like animals! 

We humiliate and murder and confine them. 
We create their wretched status, 
Then we use it to malign them. 

I mean, 
Why should we say, “treated like a dog,” 
Why should we say, “working like a horse,” 
Why should we say, “eating like a hog,” 
When what we mean is “eating like a man”? 
Don’t we? Of course! 

A man of ill repute is called a “weasel” or a “rat,” 
A woman you dislike becomes a “vixen” or a “cat,” 
A family that is blessed 
With healthy reproductive habits 
Occasions the remark, 
“Well you know them, they “breed like rabbits”! 

“He’s as stubborn as a mule!” 
“He’s as stupid as an ox!” 
“He’s as slimy as a snake!” 
“He’s as crafty as a fox!” 

Remarks like that really get my goat! 

Why don’t we say, “noble as a frog”? 
Or, why can’t we say, “wealthy as a hen”? 
True, we say, “devoted as a dog,” 
But what we should say is: 
“Chic as a giraffe,” 
“Pretty as a pig,” eh? — 
That’ll be the big day, 
Won’t it? But when? 
But when? 
But when? 

When will we stop treating them like animals? 
Is the human race entirely mad? 
Women see a baby goatskin 
Or a lambskin or a stoatskin 
And to them it’s just a coatskin — 
Oh, it’s terribly sad! 

When you dress in suede or leather, 
Or some fancy fur or feather, 
Do you stop and wonder whether, 
For a fad, 
You have killed some beast or other, 
And you’re wearing someone’s brother, 
Or perhaps it’s someone’s mother 
In which you’re clad? 

Like animals! Like animals! 
Like animals. 

Well, it’s true, we do not live in a zoo. 
But man is an animal too. 
So why can’t you, 
Like me, 
Like animals? 
. . . animals. 

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