877. Grateful to be Minus the Mucus

I contracted a small head cold the other day, at least that’s what I thought I had.  I’m fortunate to have a chiropractor that’s not a back-cracker but holistic healer.  When I asked if he’d work on my cold I was just developing he instead tested me for allergens.  Most people don’t really  have viral colds, they told me, but allergic reactions.  Very quickly they found I was having a reaction to milk.

Milk?  But I’m a vegan!

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882. Standing in solidarity with Blake and all dairy victims.

Male calves born to mothers in the dairy industry have little hope for a good life. Very little. They are ripped away from their mothers at birth and taken away amid their mother’s cries for them.  If they receive any food it is simply to get them through until auction at which time they might sell for $2 or $3 to a farmer that will raise them for veal or low-quality beef.

Of course they might just die right there on the farm.

Little Blake is an individual that has every right to live a life without humans causing him pain and suffering.

I know that every day I choose no milk, butter, cheese – because it “tastes good and I love it” – I stand with these precious beings. 

Because they deserve a better life.