you do not want to eat crap from a factory farm

it's worse than your wildest possible imaginings

it's very, very, very nasty

go together. I buy milk kfrom the cow at a nearby Amish farmer. When I look at store milk it doesn't even look like milk to me.

If you ever named and had a pet chicken you would feel differently about their feelings. I had a tiny banty rooster who crowed when he couldn't have been more than 4 inches from tail to head. Adorable. His best friend was a guinea hen who had been raised by the banty's mother hen in the same flock. They were fast friends. If one of them got out of sight of the other my little Ozzie would jump up as high as he could get on something and crow and crow for Harriet until they were together again. They would come in the house and look for insects in the floorboards. They were just darling.

And then I came home one day and a weasel had gotten both of them. Just sucked their blood out and left their bodies. Now I am crying again and it's been over ten years.