Photos from the Pacific Poultry Breeders Association show. These are not my birds, just a random sampling of some of the thousands of birds on display. I love my new camera, I’m really impressed with how well it did on these photos.
Breeds represented, in order: Golden phoenix, bantam leghorn, favorelles, bantam speckled sussex, sweet grass turkey, serama, bantam buff-laced polish, blue-laced red wyandotte, and old english game bantam.
Early Native Americans Raised Turkeys, But Not to Eat
There is little doubt that Native Americans at a Utah site appropriately called Turkey Pen Ruins raised turkeys, but new research concludes that they rarely ate them, and instead raised the large birds for their coveted feathers.
The study involved extensive analysis of amino acid signatures resulting from diet that can be detected in human hair. The research, which has been accepted for publication in the Journal of Archaeological Science: Reports, represents one of the first analyses of human hair from the American Southwest.
The findings indicate that Native Americans from the Ancestral Pueblo Tradition (also sometimes known as the Anasazi) heavily relied upon corn, showing that “about 80 percent of the calories and protein came from maize,” Read more.
I really have no clue how someone can say they’re against animal cruelty but still eat meat and dairy. Like how is it not cruel to raise an animal only to slaughter them? To cut their lives so short just for your plate of food?
Not only is it cruel to these precious animals but it’s cruel to your health, and it’s cruel to our planet.
I don’t think I can put into words exactly how much I love turkeys. Every time I meet them they make it easy to recall why they are one of my favorite animals to spend time with. Their inquisitive and gentle nature make them easy to get along with, and fun to observe. They have a range of vocalizations that not only make them endearing, but prove that their communication abilities are complex.
At farms all over the world, turkeys are debeaked and de-toed without anesthetic. They are confined in dirty, over crowded enclosures and denied everything that comes naturally to them. The birds that are killed for food are still babies, they are still peeping like chicks.
Turkey’s love spending time with humans as well as their flock. I have scratched many a turkey head, and under-wing. They make soft sounds of happiness, lean into your hand and close their eyes. So how can people still eat these amazing, personable animals? Are your tastebuds really more important than their lives?
300 million turkeys lose their lives in the United States every year. 43 million of those birds die for your Thanksgiving Day meals.