Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Slaughter House

The other day on my walk I heard some screams. But I couldn't identify what was making the noise. It was high and terrifying but could easily have been some malfunctioning machine.
Finally I saw two truck loads of pigs in front of a building across the river.
They don't scream every day. Today they were quiet as I walked past.

1 comment:

thecatalanway said...

Oh God!!! All this pork here - all those pigs. I was saying to Pep yesterday that while he cares so deeply about recycling I have the same distress about the way we treat animals and although I do eat meat a little nowadays I can't just eat a sausage without knowing where it came from and did it have a life of freedom or was it squashed into a big dark barn with hundreds of others? Warn me when we pass there! Kx