So excited to finish up Petrie’s room. Her happiness is everything to me.
I find that even folks who fight against animal oppression have a hard time understanding the relationship I have with my chicken friend. Why I’d choose to live with her. Why I want to devote so much of my life to her happiness.
And I think it’s a valid question. But the same could be asked of them. In the same way we have life partners, best friend, these indescribable bonds and connections with humans in our life-bonds that deny reason or logic or utility- we can find them in non-human peoples if we just take the time to know them. Some speak louder to our hearts. Some feel as if they’ve been in our life forever-as if a life before them, after them, is impossible.
Petrie is fiercely independent. She’s not constantly asking for snuggles or validation. She can be a soft presence and a gentle friend and she can be a downright grump when she doesn’t get what she want.
I couldn’t tell you exactly what it is about this special little bird that fills a perfectly shaped hole in my life. But she is my friend, my person, through and through.
And existing in this world just feels right with her. *edit: this is not Pete’s room! This is the basement she was quarantined in after her liberation*
A través de los tiempos hemos romantizado nuestra relación con los perros, tras inocentes acciones los sometemos a nuestros deseos dejando de lado sus intereses.
📷 México|Octubre 2019
Un perro es disfrazado para un concurso.
Los perros son forzados a nacer seleccionando sus características conductuales y morfológicas, son etiquetados como propiedades imponiéndoles un valor por su raza, son reducidos a mascotas o compañía a quienes (sin ser necesario) visten, cortan su pelo, pintan sus uñas y hasta les aplican loción a su cuerpo. Los perros son dependientes de los humanos para comer e ir al baño, sometiéndolos a horarios y espacios limitados. Y como ya sabemos, son abandonados condenándolos a la muerte.
Los humanos tenemos la obligación de ofrecerles a los perros u otros animales que viven con nosotros una vida digna, incluirlos como parte de nuestra familia, procurando sean satisfechos sus intereses, necesidades y deseos.
Through time we have romanticized our relationship with dogs, by innocent actions we subject them to our desires leaving aside their own interests.
📷 Mexico|October 2019
A dog is dressed up in costume for a contest.
Dogs are forced to be born by selecting their behavioral and morphological characteristics, they are labeled as property and are assigned a value depending on their breed. They are reduced to being pets or company, and are dressed (unnecessarily), groomed, perfumed, and even have their claws painted. Dogs are dependent on humans for food and bathroom outings, and are subjeceted to limited space and schedules.
And, as we know, they are often abandoned, condemned to death.
We humans have an obligation to offer dogs and other animals that live with us a dignified life, including them within our family circle, and making sure that their needs and interests are met. #especismo#speciesism#animalliberation#familynotpets#fotografas_latam#fotografasmx#liberacionanimal
Boy, am I lucky to share my life with this Squid 🦑❤️🐀
5 10419 August, 2019
Just two chicks hangin out waiting for the end of animal ag.
6 1592 September, 2019
This is Sansa. She is my family. And I am her pack. Her mom was supposed to be killed by an exterminator last August because people don’t take the time to extend their compassion to smaller people, and it breaks our hearts.
Research shows that humans are more responsive to photos of non-human animals when they include their human family, hence the influx of my face on my insta begging you to understand Sansa is family. Please stop calling exterminators. Stop encouraging companies to test on animals. Stop setting glue traps, poison traps, and snap traps. Sansa is a person too 💛🖤🐀
15 25224 August, 2019
Nalu wants to remind you that November is adopt a senior pet month. His bff Teddi is 15 and has been in our family for 3 years! It took him a few months to really settle in and feel at home. We couldn't imagine life without him.