Kathleen wrote:Lest we forget, however, the UK is not without its problems, ...
From the RSPCA web site:
"Did you know 95% of all chickens reared for meat are reared in intensive conditions: housed in overcrowded, dimly lit sheds, and reaching their slaughter weight in around just 35 days.
The lack of space to move around, combined with the use of chicken breeds that grow extremely quickly – can result in painful leg problems, skin diseases and heart failure."
1) If the ventilation system fails in an intensive rearing shed hundreds, if not thousands, of birds suffocate in the gas from their own excrement.
2) Regulations were tightened recently so that now chickens must each be allowed a larger living space - now approximately the size of a sheet of A4 paper.
3) this is legal.
Sorry to hear that H was so upset about the dogs, Andy. Maybe you were in the wrong spot (not that that excuses any maltreatment anywhere) but around here - a small, village in a farming area - where I've walked extensively through olive groves, round fields of sheep etc., the dogs aren't pampered but I've rarely seen anything approaching cruelty.
There have been a couple of poisonings in our village; one of a dog alleged to have chased sheep and another that was the victim of a vengeful neighbour's revenge for some personal slight by it's owner. Although I didn't witness either event I did hear the bo%$@#king one perpetrator received from a couple of villagers.
On a very few of occasions I've seen dogs looking about as undernourished as, say, Kate Moss, but generally the animals look in good nick. I've seen a few tied on ropes that I'd consider a bit short but I've not seen a dog so restricted that it's had lie in its own excrement. I've never seen a dog beaten or even hit although I suppose it must happen as it does, unfortunately, everywhere. I'd say many are ignored for hours at a time rather than neglected in the cruelty sense. I don't turn a blind eye but I really haven't seen anything terrible.
Before you ask, yes, I do like dogs and grew up with labradors and collies around and have been described as "going gooey" over dogs and, recently at least, cats too. (Used to hate the things as my Gran had a cuddly/vicious schizoid thing. Childhood impressions linger.) We were adopted by a stray (cat) about three years ago; she's not allowed in the house but lives in the apotheke with the CH boiler.
As I said, sorry H couldn't make it but not everywhere is terrible. Good luck with whatever you choose to do next.