"I used to keep rescued chickens. I called them 'my
girls.' They had as much personality as any dog and a whole lot more
than some people I've known. They played ball with chick-peas and bits
of melon, fought over the best perch to nap on, gossiped behind the
shed, and loved to sit peacefully on my lap and get all gussied up for
the rooster. They had their own language and used it to announce the
arrival of my old dog, whom two of them adored, and often sat on top of.
Today, each American is estimated to eat about 31 of my girls every
year, despite the availability of soy 'chicken' that tastes pretty much
like the real dead bird but comes without the cholesterol or the
cruelty."
~~ Ingrid E. Newkirk, President of PETA
Email: [email protected]
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