I have never liked the idea of pets. An animal that sits on your lap, sleeps on my bed. When you let dogs or cats in your house they sleep on our bed; sleep on our pillows. I have never bought a pet. A few times animals have chosen to come to me, and we became friends. Two dogs came to me that way. The first I did not feed, he was fed elsewhere; he just came to visit. And he came here to die of old age. The other I fed when I ate my own meals. Sometimes I gave him from my plate. But there was a respect between us. One day He came to me after a long walk together and I am certain he told me he had to leave. He was never on a leash, I told him he was always free to go. He went. And, many years ago, someone gave me a cat. I fed her, until she produced a dozen kittens and they all found their own food. I don't let animals in my house. There are little lizards on the walls, I cannot catch them, but I don't feed them. They eat insects, and probably tiny bits of food I spill.
Had a dream last night that reminded me that humans can have friendships between equals. We can be hospitable, will feed you for a few days, but we both know that we can feed ourselves. We are equals. It is being friends that is important, not who is feeding a friend. Even feeding starving people, helping, can be done without losing that feeling of equality. I have read stories of such friendships between Native Americans and bears and wolves. Mutual respect.
Now I can't stand that whine that says feed me, I am hungry. One of these days I am going to NOT feed them. I know full well that it would take them but half a day to discover that next door there still are mass feedings, twice a day. Or they remember to eat mice and perhaps even rats. They won't starve.
Trouble is that one of the two I am kind of fond of. I like her when she follows me as she did when still feeding next door. She must have felt something like attraction, as I felt for her.
There are times that she comes up the steps and whines very softly. Obviously that means "feed me, Fatso is not around." I feed her alone, out of sight of Fatso. But Fatso never goes very far from the trough. As soon as he comes around she stops eating and walks down to her lover. They are not lovers of course; they may be sisters, from the same nest. From the same dozen and more clump of cats that was fed next door anyway. They arre both female and both "fixed."
My family has theories about why we feed the (wild) chickens. They eat centipedes. That's true, since we fed the chickens none of us have had 8 inch centipedes in our homes. They feed the cats because they keep rats away. That is obviously n ot true, however, because it is the rats who eat my passionfruit before I get out of bed; chickens eat them when I am too late to pick the fallen fruit. The rats learned that cats are not dangerous any more because they are fat, lazy, human-fed. Nobody undersands why we have never had mongooses on this land. They are everywhere. Mongooses are day people, rats are night people. Is it the cats that keep mongooses away? Or is it the wild chickens? Who knows. It is not we, humans, who would feed mongooses or rats and mice. They too could be domesticated as many stories tell.
I have known many non-western people who have animals around them. They don't feed cats and dogs. They tolerate them as being there. Dogs like to be around humans even when they have to fight to find enough to eat. Where dogs are tolerated someone might take pity on a dog or two, but soon will find out that providing enough to feed even one dog is more than s/he can afford, and they stop feeding them. Children make friends with animals without feeding them. It is quite possible to befriend other life forms without domestication which implies one species to be responsible to feed another.
In the old days we used to "break" horses. Applying force to have the animal do my will. And then of course having to feed them. Here people make dogs dangerous by keeping them on very short steel chains to make them dangerous attack dogs to strangers. And, of course, feeding them. The dogs that have chosen to live with me have never had even a collar, the cats are free to come or go.
Many people have demonstrated that making friends with animals works an awful lot better by praise than by punishment. Isn't the same true between humans? Why do we fight wars when making friends would work much better? We never learn"
It is a kind of domestication what the so-called "elite," the rich, have done to us. For many generations they have fed us by paying us to work for them. Then we have to buy food from places they control. For many years that was the policy of the IMF and the World Bank. They loaned money to a country on condition that farmers no longer grow food for themselves, but cotton for export -- requiring the farmers to buy food for money. Often food that came from us, so the banks were paid back twice, from the interest the country had to pay and from the money the farmers paid for food made by companies owned by the banks.
Now the big banks have discovered they no longer need us, they can make money between themselves. Undoubtedly now banks eat smaller banks. Soon all the money in the world will be at the top.
We must understand that we have done that to ourselves by accepting the system. We work for someone who pays us and so feeds us. We have made ourselves dependent on our bosses, we have made ourselves slaves. But bosses too are slaves of the dependency system. Now the bosses are beginning to wake up and have found ways to make money without us working for them.
It is time that we, the 99%, find our own food, something most of us no longer know to do. Food comes from supermarkets, no? NO, food grows. We can grow it. We can be independent, get out of the domestic animal role.