Chotu - Belvan

Is an Ox, born on 2003-06-14, who joined us on 2003-11-11.

After being born I was tied next to my Mom and only allowed to nurse from her twice daily for five minutes at a time. It is a wonder I survived the first month when all I would eat is milk. Practically I was starved so the owner could take all the milk. It was torture and I suspect that as a result I am stunted for the rest of my life. After my Mom stopped producing milk, I was unceremoniously pushed out the gate and shooed away. Already weakened by starvation, my chances of survival were pretty slim. I followed some other cows to the vegetable market where we had to fight for scraps. Being weak I was easily pushed aside and hardly got anything to eat. Dejected, I started walking toward the outskirts of town hoping to find somewhere to graze. It so happened that when I stopped at the Care for Cows gate it was feeding time and when the cowherd men saw me in that weakened state, they let me in and I have not missed a meal since.

Can you really ask what reason Pythagoras had for abstaining from flesh? For my part I rather wonder both by what accident and in what state of soul or mind the first man did so, touched his mouth to gore and brought his lips to the flesh of a dead creature, he who set forth tables of dead, stale bodies and ventured to call food and nourishment the parts that had a little before bellowed and cried, moved and lived. How could his eyes endure the slaughter when throats were slit and hides flayed and limbs torn from limb? How could his nose endure the stench? How was it that the pollution did not turn away his taste, which made contact with the sores of others and sucked juices and serums from mortal wounds?