szombat, január 10, 2015

a tegnap múlt egy éve, hogy Fizzy csapattag lett! :)))

                             
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vasárnap, január 04, 2015

14 things your horse does when you’re running late :)))

We've all been there (most days in fact). You're in a tearing hurry and your horse decides to make life difficult. Really difficult. From walking slower than you thought possible to refusing to be caught or covering your work clothes in a striking green slime, here's just some of the things your horse enjoys when you're short of time
1. Have wet mud where his girth, saddle and bridle goes, in fact just everywhere, even right up underneath his rug. How?!
2. Not let you catch him. After all, you really fancied a three-mile power-walk this morning, didn’t you?
3. Be at the far end of the field looking at you as you walk all the way over to catch him, pretending he hasn’t heard/seen you
4. Trash the electric fencing — one strand is never enough. Mass destruction is mandatory. And if he can get his chums involved at the same time, even better
5. Cover your work clothes in green slime — particularly if you are wearing a pale colour and have an important meeting to attend
6. Have a fat leg which requires a lengthy amount of cold hosing
7. Hidden poo. Every day. On first inspection, his stable looks remarkably clean. You only seem to find said hidden poo near the completion of mucking out. Then you find loads of it
8. Walk slowly when being led to and from the field. It’s like the more you say “come on!” the slower they go. Why?
9. Stick his head so high in the air you can’t get the reins/bridle over his ears. Your arms end up aching more than ever before and he makes you look like a total idiot in the process
10. Eat his breakfast slower than you thought physically possible
11. Lose a shoe. This usually happens while schooling so that you then have to scour the arena for the blasted thing before you can leave. And it is NEVER in the first place you look
12. Have a spook-athon out hacking resulting in a lot of dramatic halt and rein back with loads of immobility (and snorting like a dragon)
13. More Poo. Just everywhere. Including in his water and feed buckets. You have to run around the yard with a pooper scooper like a mad woman cleaning up after your four-legged darling in the two minutes you definitely didn’t have spare before going to work
14. Basically when you’re running late, your horse just seems to KNOW!

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most humans don't know where their food comes from, and there are others who don't care, they kill their own food ... it's hell on earth for the animals

'My hands were covered in blood for many years. I was brought up to eat meat and drink milk several times every day. I never thought about where the burger, steak, fish finger, drumstick, cheese or bowl of ice cream came from or how it got to my plate. It never crossed my mind that someone suffered or lost their life for my food.
It's just what we ate, everybody did it and there wasn't any blood that I could see - in the supermarket everything was neatly packaged or in plastic containers and 'everyone' had it in their shopping carts, it was part of life.
But then 40 years ago this started to change for me, slowly, little by little. My mind started to comprehend that the meat and fish I so loved to eat were pieces of someone's body.
Then I went inside several slaughterhouses and watched in horror as the absolutely terrified animals in the kill line tried desperately to escape. The fear in their eyes was chilling, many frothed at the mouth, some defecated. Who of us doesn't know that heart pounding paralysis of fear. And yes, they had every reason to be frantic and terrified. There is nowhere more violent than a slaughterhouse.
So I appeal to you today, all consumers anywhere to look at your hands - are they covered with blood? To think inside your head - do you want to be part of this violence to others? And to feel with your heart - you wouldn't want any of your loved ones, or your dog or cat to be so scared, restrained and then have their throat slit and bled out.
We can change, we can stop this violence, we can be vegan. Thank you.'
~ Patty Mark