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In Reply to: Re: Does anyone here actually eat goat meat? posted by Sherry on August 07, 2001 at 17:51:32:
Sherry that was a funny story about the rabbit. It makes me think of a story my mom used to tell us. My grandfather was an italian straight off the boat and would eat absolutly anything. He would live trap animals, porcupines, rabbits, squirrel anything..He would take them home and fatten them up and then eat them. He brought home a little white rabbit and gave it to my mom to play with. She would dress it up and put it in her doll carriage and have a good old time w/this rabbit, feeding it and of course "fattening it up"..One day she could not find the rabbit anywhere..and that night it was on the dinner table..she cried for days..
I have to say me growing up, we were very very lucky. We were not "rich", but definatly upper middle class, of course once I was married and on my own, things were a lot tougher and continue to be at times. 16 yrs later we are finally at a point in our lives that we can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. I suspect it is like that for most folks, and I have learned to be happy and thankful for what we have. We have also always taught our children the same way. Of course that is AFTER we break them from the spoiling that goes on when they see either set of grandparents (smile).
I can definatly relate to your situation and respect it. I truly think that struggling one time or another makes for a better person. I have to tell you something funny..being the "city girl" that I am..I was over at a friends house one day, she raises Nubians, and has chickens, horses and some other farm animals. I was there w/my 3 yr old and she wanted to take my son on a tour of her farm We go in through the gates and there I am...stepping over all sorts of goat and horse poop, making sure I walk in between them..she looks at me and says "Helene, you are never going to be a country girl"..It was kind of funny I was like ewww..But now, I don't think twice about it. So I am getting there..I will jump right in and will rake out the barn and clean up the goat poop and not think twice about it. My mom keeps saying "who are you and what did you do w/my daughter" she is truely amazed. I think living like this has brought us some sort of a sense of piece. We were struggling for a long time, trying to live a lifestyle we could not afford and it was literally wearing us out.
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