Friday, December 4, 2009

Gorgeous Gijs

Producing your own meat also implies that you have to kill your own animals. A job that has never been my favorite one. It helps to keep some emotional distance from the future meatballs, steaks and chops; when you give an animal a name you don’t have a roaster on your plate but ‘Daisy’or ‘Donald’.
Soon our last geese will go to geese heaven since grass gets scarcer and to feed a goose you need a lot of food. Only my pet goose Gijs and two of his darling wifes (Guusje and Grietje) will be spared, the eight other nameless geese will end up in our and other’s freezers.

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