The Ethics of the Carnivore
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We have four cats in our household (plus a cat I’m fostering for a rescue group I work with). Because of the Terrible Ringworm Outbreak of 2010, you are all mostly familiar with my little grey problem child, and the rest of the pride gets the short-end of the stick for updates. When my now…
… I started to chronicle my life at this site. The entry was called New Beginnings. I’m not sure it was a new beginning. It was more like a fresh paragraph in an ongoing story. It’s taken me the better part of a year to realize that though. I didn’t start over again with a…
So I returned home yesterday full of contrition, intending to make amends for being such a beast over the weekend. The Professor was working at his computer, and his novel was up on the screen, so I simply said hi, gave him a peck on the cheek, and went to pill and feed my very…
Iâm outside, on the deck (10â X10â of floor planks and rails, sadly in need of attention). For âattentionâ read ârestorationâ. Today is my day off. There is no chance of me doing anything that needs doing beyond the already accomplished sweeping of the arbor vitae droppings and cleaning of the patio table and two…
I have lost involvement with this diary. The majority of the people I once followed closely have either disappeared, moved to a new journaling site that I find bewildering to use, or update only marginally more sporadically than I do. I have no access to this site during the day, which means that my free…
I suppose eventually someone around here is going to point out how unprofessional it is to have these hanging in my office.
Sal,
Your entry made me cry. You do work in a Holy Place and yours is a hard job but I’m glad that there’s someone with your heart and compassion to do it.
Hugs
The only reason I didn’t cry, too, was because Tech Man was sitting right next to me, and he already probably thinks I’m a big wuss. ;o) Seriously, though, I feel honored to know someone who cares so deeply about what they do.
I won’t go so far as to label where I work a holy place, but I do feel a great ethical responsibility for my work. When I was in college I had a professor who was so obviously bored with what he did that I hoped I would find something that I could be passionate about so I wouldn’t end up like that. I wish everyone searched for and found the Great Reasons for what they do. Reading your entry made me feel not so alone.
There are a few of us here at DD that have found honor in their work. Welshamethyst and TraumaMama come to mind. I’m glad to have found them, too.
Wow, that is a really great entry. I am really just at a loss for words…
I can relate to having to turn your feelings off. Been there, do that.