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Keep White Spot in your thoughts and prayers

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When one of my two cats (Pooh) died last year, his brother White Spot soon left the house. He was then already going often to a neighbour who had better food waiting outside for him. I tried to get him back, but he was persistent. After a while i decided to accept the situation, as i could tell it was only bringing me frustration and anger and White Spot sure wasn’t coming home. If i took him with me, he ran off straight away.

So he had been living with the neighbour for over a year now. The neighbour came to my door today, to say that White Spot is not doing well. I went there to visit my old friend and he sure wasn’t looking good. He was very weak and it looks like he’ll soon pass over to the other side. So if you want, keep my little friend in your thoughts and prayers. He was the naughty of the two, shy at first but later on he proofed to be the boss of the neighbourhood. Sad to see him suffering today, but that’s life. I wish he will pass over quickly without too much pain and suffering

Both you and Pooh were lovely friends, great company and great support.. goodbye my friends!

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Ghost in our machine

What is our relationship to animals? Are they here to serve us? Should we take advantage? Or should we reconsider our role?
Can we live without meat? Or do we need the proteins?
In general people will answer most of these questions without considering we’re actually talking about individual beings, not about some product made in a factory.

That’s the strength of the documentary posted above. It shifts our focus to the truth of the individual existence of animals, both large and small. They have a right to live, just as we do.

Just portraying this creates a powerful message. Foxes and ferret are held in tiny cages purely for their fur. A being with no other value than their outer skin. Imagine if we value humans like that..

So to me the question is why are we so neglectant of basic rights for animals? Are we really better? So we can decide what to do with them – treating them as objects?

The documentary creates a mirror for me to look into. I am the lost animal,  forgetting about the herd i belong to.  Rather than recognizing i am lost, i prefer to enjoy the illusion of being separate and being above all other beings.

I am the king of the jungle, but i don’t realize I’m destroying my kingdom…