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Just barely days old, eyes unfocused. They are defenseless. They are frightened. They cry pitifully for their mothers.
They all beg for their mothers in language that requires no translation.
They live their entire short lives as orphans, their only experience of mother love, one of yearning for it, their only experience of emotional connection, one of absence. Soon, the memory of the mother’s face, her voice, her scent will fade, but the painful, irrepressible longing for her warmth will still be there.
They bellow, they cry, they moan. Many continue to call for days and nights on end. Some stop eating and drinking. They search feverishly. Many refuse to give up and will return to the empty spot again and again. Some withdraw in silent grief. They all remember to their last breath the face, the scent, the voice, the gait of their mother.
His mother killed because she can no longer produce the high volume of milk wanted by the dairy industry. He will soon meet the same fate since he cannot produce milk, he is considered worthless. The very same thing happens to ALL animals used in animal agriculture. Behind that glass of milk, that piece of cheese is a baby that no longer has a mother. The milk meant for these babies are instead diverted for human consumption.
Your "choices" seal their fate.This is the reality behind animal agriculture!
EMBRACE VEGANISM 🌱