Sunday, February 25, 2018

A meat-free new fave that’s great -- hot dog!


What off-limit foods do vegetarians miss most?  Till a week ago, I would have ticked off canned tuna and pepperoni as foods I’d like to be hypnotized into enjoying once more (yes, I know: peasant tastes).  Well, I haven’t found substitutes for them, and I’m not into tofu cooking, or eating, but a few days ago, I tasted something I’d really miss if I also gave it up on principle: vegetarian hot dogs.

 OMG!  

And to begin with, my trying “Field Roast Vegetarian Frankfurters” was thanks to a feature story in a cat magazine that ID’d a couple delicious meat-alternatives for vegetarians (and vegans).  My caring about animals and not eating meat – was it virtue rewarded, in the form of a grilled vegetarian hot dog?  I’ll take it.  Again and again.

Roaming around the Field Roast website, I learned that whole wheat flour seems to be the most “solid” ingredient of these 200-calorie links; that garlic and onion and appealing spices are included too; and that there are recipes for other uses far beyond what I enjoyed: a butterflied hot dog, sautéed in olive oil and slathered with yellow mustard, on a roll.  (Next time, I’ll embellish.)  

Simple to prepare and easy to love, this meal was in great contrast to my pasta adventures, veggie mashes or eggs-in-some-form meals. 
   
I was also gratified to find numerous other Field Roast products, from appetizers and entrees through sausages, roasts and loaves – including, as you’d expect, the “Field Burger,” with this version blessedly free of the ubiquitous black beans.  Another product was meatloaf (think: meatloaf sandwiches!) with brown gravy.  Its description includes this line: “We’ll spare you the just-like-mom-made references; simply cozy up and remember that Field Roast loves you.”

Loving it right back, I’m eager to find the nearest store with Field Roast’s line of products and try more of them.

Please note: This has been an UN-solicited and UN-paid gastronomical announcement.  And while I’m delighted to have discovered Field Roast franks-plus, I hope only that I haven’t been singing to the choir with this post.

Still thinking about those ghastly South Korean dog meat farms, I wish Field Roast could expand its production site(s) from Seattle to Asia and train farmers there to raise vegetarian food ingredients. That would be about as far away as possible from their horrible present “occupation.”   

From Humane Society International’s latest appeal:  
Kaya only wants to do what comes naturally as a mother–to keep her newborn puppies safe and fed. But every day she struggles to provide those basic needs–undernourished herself, tethered by a heavy chain around her neck. This is her life, their life together, on a dog meat farm in South Korea.

These are just some of the dogs suffering on this farm for the trade in their meat. And the cruelty lies within the shadow of the events happening just down the road at the Winter Games in Pyeongchang.

            Day in and day out, Kaya copes with fear, hunger and freezing temperatures, while doing the
            best she can for her helpless babies. The other dogs on this farm are shivering in the dark, 
            many of them trapped in dungeon-like cages so small they can barely turn around.


The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. 
They were not made for humans any more than
black people were made for whites or women for men. 
--Alice Walker, poet and novelist

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Sunday, February 18, 2018

Ketchup or mustard with that dog meat sandwich?


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The Chinese, or Lunar, New Year that began last Friday is a major holiday celebrated around the world.  Characterized by one of the 12 animals of the Chinese zodiac – rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, lamb, monkey, rooster, dog and pig – this is the year of the dog. 

Since in Asian astrology, the zodiac animal for a person’s birth year is believed to determine personality traits, think dog:  loyal, dependable, sincere, faithful to family, friends and work, popular in social circles.

That may bode well for people born in a dog year – if not for dogs themselves.  In many parts of Asia, the expression “lucky dog” simply does not apply.  For instance, every year is a gruesome year of the dog in South Korea, where a dinner featuring dog meat can easily be had within walking distance of the Olympic Games, with all the related human positivism and camaraderie.

South Korea “boasts” thousands of “dog meat farms,” where, as in China too, dogs are bred and raised for slaughter.  Both their lives and their deaths are hideous, as illustrated by this excerpt from a Humane Society International (HSI) appeal to South Korean government leaders:   

I am deeply concerned about the millions of dogs caught up in South Korea’s brutal dog meat industry, and I respectfully urge you to take action to protect them.
South Korea is the only country in the world known to have established a large-scale intensive dog meat farming industry, in which more than 2.5 million dogs a year endure brutal lives and painful deaths for their meat - a delicacy food that fewer and fewer Koreans choose to eat.

The suffering of these dogs is undeniable. They are kept in small barren cages, without protection from the harsh elements or even a solid floor on which to stand.  Physical injury from self-mutilation or fighting are commonplace, and death from disease, hunger, or exposure is rife.

For those who survive the grim farm life, death by electrocution is painful and terrifying. . . .

                                          HSI image
HSI is just one organization combating South Korea’s dog meat farms by offering other options to farmers and rescuing dogs. This week I learned about a laudable Olympic athlete who has joined the fight, speaking up against the practice and bringing saved dogs home with her. 

To me, Duhamel deserves more praise for her humane actions than for her athletic prowess.  She wants to keep the spotlight on South Korea’s abuse of dogs and cats (who are barely ever mentioned in stories about this infamous practice) long after the Olympics end.  I hope her advocacy wins support for as long as it takes to ban the dog meat trade in South Korea.   

 California cat haven-heaven

Even though I’ve blogged before about this wonderful woman and her home for cats, seeing a story about Cat House on the Kings (a river) in The Dodo was irresistible.  So here we go again.  I told a friend that if a travel company offered a trip – or would it be a pilgrimage? -- to this Cat House, it would be very hard to resist.  But would I ever come back?   

Oral health affects other health

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A last word on feline dental care: Just knowing about the three diseases described in this Catster article might suffice to motivate making a vet appointment.  Scary as their names are -- periodontal disease, stomatitis and tooth resorption – ignoring them is even worse for your cat(s).  Please book now!

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Sunday, February 11, 2018

Definitely ‘an idea whose time has come’!

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You’ve heard of ambulance-chasers (business-seeking lawyers in the wake emergency vehicles) -- but how about mobile vet-chasers (help-seeking parents of pets)?  Disclosure: I’m one of them, and proud of it.

Not long ago, a van advertising “mobile veterinary service” drove down my street and I followed it till it stopped outside a home, where I engaged the driver in Q & As, and got a business card. 

It was all very appealing.  And about time.

How often have you wished you didn’t have to pack up your pet(s) to go to a vet?  Or, maybe a pet was too ill to travel, or you dreaded the wait and/or other sick pets at the vet’s?  If only the vet-pet connection were a two-way street, with vets who could travel to pets, as well as the other way ’round.

Not so long ago, the notion of vets making house calls was just a dream.  Now it’s a reality – as this Catster story reminded me.  Huzzah!

“Comfortable for pet and owner,” is how vet house calls are described by one area vet who should know: Jennifer L. Collins, DVM.  Her business, “Home Pet Mobile Veterinary Services,” has operated out of Robbinsville, NJ, for about a year.  Before that, Collins worked at different practices for a couple decades and currently fills in for staff vets at West Trenton Animal Hospital. 

                                                                           Collins image
Now, with her “clinic on wheels,” she’s a one-woman show – a boon to pet parents who may be older, disabled and/or don’t drive.  Big pets who are hard to get into vehicles and others who don’t travel well are also served by a mobile vet like Collins.

Offering “comprehensive veterinary care for your dog and cat in the comfort of your home” and “serving Mercer County and surrounding areas,”  Collins does exams, lab work, spays and neuters, dental care. . . .  Although her website’s under repair, she can be reached via phone (609-775-1230) and email (HomePetMobileVet@gmail.com).    

As for the mobile vet vehicle I followed? That was HousePaws Mobile Veterinary Service (www.HousePawsMobileVet.com), at 856-234-5230.  

How about you, readers: Any mobile vet services you’d like to tell us about?  I hope you’ll  comment – it’s easy.  (And please revisit the terrific comment on this subject at the end of my January 1 post.)  

A few briefs  

 Billy says "a-h-h-h-h-h!"
It’s a mouthful to say (so apropos!), but it’s way important: February is “National Pet Dental Health Month,” and that means book a date for your pets to have their smiles checked out – so they can keep smiling.  Since we started out here with Catster info, let’s continue with two good articles about cats’ teeth. One’s a useful overview -- 

-- while the other deals with the importance of teeth cleaning.   

We’re not through with emotional-support animals on airplanes.  Soon after my post on the subject, Dexter the peacock -- you read it right -- was denied a ride.

In reaction, a suspicious columnist said basically “enough, already!”  

Did anyone else wonder what became of Dexter?  Did his human board the flight anyway?  Who took Dexter home, and how?  

And finally, next Friday, Feb. 16, marks the Chinese, or Lunar, New Year.  Best wishes for the year of the dog!

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Sunday, February 4, 2018

#MeToo comes to the animal-advocacy world

#MeToo.  We know what it means for entertainment and sports figures, arts reps, politicians and countless others accused of sexual harassment: at the very least, censure and disgrace.  

What does #MeToo mean for an animal activist -- a person who for years has claimed one victory after another on behalf of animals; who has made myriad appearances and written articles, blog posts and books about helping animals; who has built his organization into what’s been described as “one of the most prominent animal welfare groups in the nation” . . . now that he has been accused of “workplace misconduct” -- sexual harassment.

What it means for Wayne Pacelle, (former) president and CEO of the Humane Society of the US, and “the face of that organization for more than a decade,” I don’t care.  He has resigned and he’s out and bad cess to him. It’s the animal suffering and deprivation his alleged behavior has caused that I’m concerned about, for of course it’s the creatures served by the HSUS who will take the hit from any loss of trust and loss of revenue.  
  
Seeming “holier than thou” for as long as I’ve been aware of him, Pacelle reminds me of erring Catholic priests.  Like him, they also have “flocks” on whose behalf they claim to work.  Like him, they are (or have been!) assumed to be above human failings because of their stated altruistic mission.

In both those cases, who gets hurt in the end? The animals, the people, the innocent victims.

Yes, I believe in due process, or “innocent until proven guilty.”  But this uproar over Pacelle’s alleged actions (reportedly involving crude behavior and lewd suggestions, not sexual assault), and his subsequent resignation, must inevitably affect HSUS success.

What will happen to donations to the Humane Society of the US? What will happen to organization staff morale, at the very time a massive rebuilding of credibility must be undertaken?  Can the HSUS come back? How long will it take?  Will people who want to help animals switch their allegiance for a short or long time to other organizations – or worse, become disenchanted and drop out of animal advocacy altogether?  (“You can’t trust anybody these days!”)   

Accepting Pacelle’s resignation, the HSUS statement is understated, to say the least, and includes one surprising sentence, from among the many others that might have been stated: “We are profoundly grateful for Wayne’s unparalleled level of accomplishments and service to the cause of animal protection and welfare.”

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Sunday, January 28, 2018

Never enough blog posts about & for animals

                                                                                               NYTimes image
US presidents are often referred to by numbers – Obama was #44, then came (shudder!) #45.  I’ve decided this blog post – #41-- warrants a note of thanks to those who helped make it happen. Then I’ll get on with the show. 

Now originating at “1moreonce.blogspot.com,” otherwise known as “AnimalBeat II,” my posts also appear under “blog” on the website of the Animal Protection League of NJ (www.aplnj.org) – where it all began in December 2016.  Then, about a “blogger’s dozen” posts appeared exclusively on the APL site, thanks to incalculable technical assistance from Angi Metler, executive director, whose myriad skills include being an IT whiz.  

(You can access those initial posts by clicking on “our previous blog” at the bottom of the right-side column of any post.)

After that, largely to ease the burden on Metler, I kept going on AnimalBeat II, a continuation of a years-ago blog of mine. “Same content, different station,” I wrote then, although this blog remains on APL’s site too.  With Metler’s continuing assistance, readers’ comments on posts are easily done via a transfer to “1moreonce” for those who subscribe or read the blog on APL’s site.  And she recently made it possible to print out posts too.  

Now, onward, with animal news to share, as well as a stunning poem.   

First of all, close to home, please note the new identifying number for Senator Linda
Greenstein’s animal shelter bill, carried over from the last legislative session: S725.  More on this bill soon.

“Elephants Are Very Scared of Bees. That Could Save Their Lives.” Talk about attention-grabbing headlines. The story here is that bees can be used as buzzing deterrents, to keep African elephants from foraging in farm land and prompting (possibly fatal) retaliation by farmers.  Plus, setting up bee hives is cheaper than electric fences.  

Bad enough to see lobsters in restaurant tanks before being selected for someone’s dinner – it’s worse to imagine their being plunged alive into boiling water. Apparently there’s been doubt that these crustaceans are capable of feeling pain, but the Swiss have considered the issue, decided lobsters do indeed feel pain, and ordered an end to the practice.

Scientists against this decision say lobsters “lack the brain anatomy to feel pain.”  But for now, the Swiss government advocates electrocution as a quicker, more humane means of death.  (Oh, yes, they’ll still eat the lobsters.)  


Candlelight 

 by Tony Hoagland

Crossing the porch in the hazy dusk
to worship the moon rising
like a yellow filling-station sign
on the black horizon,

you feel the faint grit
of ants beneath your shoes,
but keep on walking
because in this world

you have to decide what
you’re willing to kill.
Saving your marriage might mean
dinner for two

by candlelight on steak
raised on pasture
chopped out of rain forest
whose absence might mean

an atmospheric thinness
fifty years from now
above the vulnerable head
of your bald grandson on vacation

as the cells of his scalp
sautéed by solar radiation
break down like suspects
under questioning.

Still you slice
the sirloin into pieces
and feed each other
on silver forks

under the approving gaze
of a waiter
whose purchased attention
and French name

are a kind of candlelight themselves,
while in the background
the fingertips of the pianist
float over the tusks

of the slaughtered elephant
without a care,
as if the elephant
had granted its permission.

(from Donkey Gospel,© Graywolf Press, 1998)

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Sunday, January 21, 2018

‘Come fly with me’ & an I.O.U. image

Can true pet lovers regard their pets as “comfort animals”?  I can.  Both Harry and Billy Summers seem to know when I’m down, for instance, and they’re there for me – at night sometimes, they’re both on the bed with me at the same time. That’s uncharacteristic.  And comforting.

They’re also my entrée to conversations with new people if the subject of pets comes up. Talking about the cats I love makes it easier going after that.  But: would Harry and/or Billy qualify as “official” emotional support animals to accompany me on airplane flights?   

Besides their dogs – much more predictable -- other people have claimed pigs, snakes, gliding possums and turkeys as their “comfort” or “emotional support animals” for purposes of their company on airline flights. And for some time now, airlines have allowed such animals to fly for free – as is also true with trained “service animals” like seeing-eye dogs. (Airline passengers must pay for “pets” to fly in cabins or cargo areas.)

However, more and more “comfort animals” have been claimed (some would say, to the point of the ridiculous).  And the number of negative incidents has grown – from animals urinating or defecating in the aisles to their biting nearby passengers. That plus the ease with which an “emotional support animal” can now be declared and accepted as such – has prompted airlines to reconsider the practice. This week, Delta Air Lines announced new requirements for service and support animals.

Starting March 1, Delta will require passengers to provide documentation for their animals within 48 hours of their flight. The company is thought to be focusing on emotional support animals, who make up more than two-thirds of the nearly 250,000 animals transported annually.       
Are more animal-dependent people flying these days, or are more people gaming the emotional support animal system?  Delta’s count after a year or so under the new regulations may tell the tale.

Meanwhile, here’s a link to a send-up on the subject of comfort animals that I enjoyed years ago and have saved since – for now!  In five separate very funny adventures, the writer tried, successfully, to pass off five different creatures as her emotional support animals, transporting them here and there to a variety of cultural and business sites in New York and Boston. 

She began with a 15-pound, 13-inch long turtle, named “Turtle,” and moved on to “Augustus,” a Mexican milk snake.  Next came a turkey, “Henry,” followed by “Sorpresa,” an alpaca (you read it right), and winding up with “Daphne,” a pig.  Her story even includes an exchange with philosopher-ethicist Peter Singer (Animal Liberation).

It doesn’t get much funnier than this piece of writing by someone I consider my own “emotional support writer.”

And now, the poster

My Jan. 8 post discussed the “Five Freedoms” for animals everywhere as the minimum standards for their quality of life. At the time, I couldn’t include the ASPCA’s excellent poster that I wish could be circulated the world over – starting with every known animal shelter.  Here it is now.  I hope it spurs more thought on how animals live and are treated in shelters – and the reforms that such thinking would require.



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Monday, January 15, 2018

Give with one hand, take with the other

I know, I know.  We Americans eat weird things and undermine the planet’s health in our own unique ways.  Other people – and countries – no doubt have reason to look at us askance.

But to me, anyway, some offenses in this world are worse than others.  Like waiting till African elephants closed in on extinction before shutting down ivory-carving facilities and closing wholesale and retail stores to halt China’s ivory trade.  That was all very nice when it finally came, and it may help keep elephants extant, instead of being killed en masse for their tusks – to make trinkets.  

So, thanks, China, for what we can only hope won’t be “too little, too late” (especially with other Asian countries racing right in to the vacuum created by China’s belated reform).

However, as China’s ivory lust subsided, donkeys from Africa and beyond became China’s newest “must-haves” – to the tune of about 1.8 million of them now slaughtered each year. Why?  Because boiled donkey skins yield gelatin that goes into ejiao, a traditional medicine used for a range of ills from delaying aging to treating side effects of chemotherapy.

Then there are Korea’s thousands of dog meat farms, where dogs (and cats too, I’ve read) are raised for market-then-meals in barbaric conditions till their “nasty, brutish and short” lives end in slaughter.

Unthinkable?  To us, maybe, but not to the myriad Korean dog farmers who must be persuaded and supported, step by slow step, to do other things for a living – so dogs might live too.  Think about those dog meat farms during South Korea’s Winter Olympics next month.  All that idealism and sportsmanship – side by side with horrific animal abuse.

Pangolin
Nor are donkeys, dogs and cats the only current victims. Asian tastes for animals or animal parts also encompass:
·       crushed lion bones -- used in tonics like “Tiger wine,” which is seen (with no supporting scientific evidence) as a cure or aphrodisiac.
·       pangolins – now considered “the most trafficked mammal on earth.”  Their scales are believed to have medicinal properties and their meat is a delicacy.
·       shark fins – used in soups once they’re obtained in the cruelest imaginable way: cutting off the fins, leaving defenseless sharks to slowly sink and drown.
·       rhino horns and elephant tusks – the former are used in traditional Asian medicine, and we know all about the latter.   

What to say about all this grand-scale animal abuse, except the obvious: “There’s so much more to be done on behalf of animals around the world.”

Bring back Bijou’s Law

Ever stand in the cashier line of a big-box pet store and watch the pet groomers at work?  I have, and it’s an unsettling sight: dogs on platforms tied so they can’t escape what’s going on; silent groomers having their way with the tethered animals; no warmth in evidence. 

Worse by far is when a pet dies or sustains a serious injury as a result of that grooming visit -- as happened at least three times over the Christmas holidays at the same Pet Smart store in Hunterdon County.  A Jan. 14 Times of Trenton editorial says it’s “Time to ask pet groomers to get licenses,” which seems like the least that should be done.

Cookie
“Bijou’s Law” never made it through the state legislature in 2014.  It would have required groomers to pass an exam and businesses to provide specified grooming conditions, maintain an incident file and report annually to the state.

For the sakes of both the animals being groomed and the owners who trust groomers to “do no harm,” bring back Bijou’s Law – and pass it.

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