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The American Holocaust Against The Animals - Article Series From The Caring Heart with Dr. Joyce from Spokane Washington

“And Aaron shall lay both his hands upon the head of the live goat, and confess over him all the sins of the children of Israel, and all their transgressions in all their sins, putting them on the head of the goat, and shall send him away by the hand of a fit man into the wilderness…” (Leviticus 16:21)

And what happened to the goat in the wilderness? Well, it slowly and agonizingly died of thirst, starvation, and exposure. Had the goat done anything wrong? Not at all. Goats are very gentle, intelligent, accommodating animal persons. So, to appease their God, Yahweh, the ancient Hebrews created the scapegoat. Not only were those Hebrews cruel to sheep, they were cruel to goats, too. I cannot understand how forcing goats to starve to death in the wilderness would be pleasing to a loving God who created those marvelous, beautiful goats. To my way of thinking, such cruel actions would have nothing to do with the cancelling out of the Hebrews’ sins, and would enrage God! They enrage ME. Similar to sheep, goats are often treated cruelly by humans today.

In the USA I 2014, 781,500 goats were slaughtered for their meat. Another source reported 1.5 million goats slaughtered each year. Goats are milked for their very delicious milk. On a supermarket shelf, even a small can is quite expensive. Huge numbers of goats are slaughtered for halal or kosher meat.

Does (female goats) are kept pregnant continually by artificial insemination, in the factory farming situation. They are kept outdoors, totally subject to whatever weather conditions are happening out there. One, two, or three kids are birthed from each pregnancy. Kids are taken away from their does immediately. Male kids are immediately killed as being no use to the industry. Goats are kind, intelligent animals who suffer inhumane treatment throughout their lives in factory farming. They are ultimately slaughtered for human consumption.

Goats bred and kept in home farming situations fare quite a bit better, usually. I know, because I had goats for approximately 15 years on my three-acre hobby farm. I started out with two Nubian does, and then added a beautiful Nubian buck. My goats were all registered, of high quality, and quite large for goats. Nubians have long, beautiful, bell-shaped ears. Of course, the buck, Sunny, got the does, Frosty and Coco, pregnant several times. I ended up with about 15 or so goats totally.

 I belonged to a goat club, where one could get advice as to “what to do.” After birth, the male goats, called “wethers,” who are not slated to become bucks, need to have rubber bands stretched around their testicles so they dry up and fall off. All the kids need to be taken to someone who applies a hot iron to their horn buds so no horns will develop. I can’t imagine how painful that must be for the young kids, but they don’t seem to be distressed afterwards, I did not witness it being done to mine, as the person doing it takes the kids back in somewhere, away from the owner. But, I agree that it is important to be done in farm living situations because goats can get their horns caught in fencing, and can hurt each other. The answer to probable painfulness would be to thoroughly numb the areas.

While still young, goat keepers would take their wethers “off to market” where they would be sold, killed, and eaten. I only know of one instance where the goat keepers would kill and eat them themselves. I did not take my wethers off anywhere! I kept all my goats to live out their lifespans at home. I loved all of them very much and still miss them a lot. All goats need to have their hooves trimmed regularly, which my son took care off. Goats have an excellent sense of direction. They know where home is. When they would get out to “go for a lark,” they could always find their way home just fine, and would come home themselves. The kids got to nurse off their does first. Then, I milked the does and drank a lot myself. Excellent drinking! Sometimes I would have to bottle feed newborns, because they could not reach the teats very well. Goats need to be wormed too, which needs to be carefully done, so no wormer gets in their lungs on the way to their stomach.

My goats were very healthy for years. Then, sickness and death did eventually start happening. Veterinarians are apparently not taught a great deal about how to treat goats, so goat keepers are “on their own” lots of times. Many of mine got polio, caused by not enough thiamine. At first I was advised to give the sick goat B complex for survival. It was not until years later that I learned that massive doses of thiamine were what were needed. My gorgeous buck, Sunny, who we did have castrated because he bothered the wethers too much, was found to have thyroid cancer after I felt a lump in his throat. The does, Frosty and Coco, who had been together all their lives, and slept curled up to each other, died within a week of each other. I was away in Minnesota when I was told about Frosty’s passing. After she died, it seemed like Coco did not have the will to live anymore. Finally, young doe Sunshine was the only goat left alive. She got a happy new home with other like goats, and had her own kids.

Our precious goats have been gone for years now, but we still call the barn they were housed in “the goat barn.” Their outdoor areas are now used by two horses. One time, a man with a near-Eastern accent wanted to buy one of my wethers, to take it to his home, slit its throat, and eat it. He said that wouldn’t hurt the goat. What incredible insensitivity, in my opinion. Throat slitting would be incredibly painful for any living being!! No way!! My goats were not to be taken away by anybody, certainly not to be harmed in any way!

Goat keepers show their goats at fairs. I showed buck Sunny once, who starred just behind his own dad. Mostly, goats raised by individuals in home situations are treated quite well, from what I could tell around here. They can really make a place seem like home. I remember that every time Frosty would birth her kids she would afterwards stand in the corner of the stall and look out at me, calling to me, seeming to want reassurance from me. Although I don’t think about it all the time, I believe I will never stop missing them. They have different personalities and are very, very dear.

Copyright - Dr. Joyce 2017 - The Caring Heart

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