The Circumambient Cetacean: The Time of Men is Over. The Age of Catbury is Here.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

The Time of Men is Over. The Age of Catbury is Here.

An orc had said this in The Lord of the Rings Trilogy! But in reference to orcs.

In lieu of my mother's insistence to follow the stories of deaths of our favourite animals, with stories of the singularly unique personalities of the animals of our present, I thought I'd write about the Grand Dame of Cats today. Unfortunately a fever, and pressure from my editor (who {poor fellow} is under pressure himself), has forced me to pospone the piece till tomorrow. There's just too much to write and five or 10 minutes wont do justice to She who shall not be named!

So watch out for my next blog about the cat that magnifies the truth in the saying "Cats were worshipped in ancient times...and they still haven't forgotten it!!!"... introducing for the very first time in the hall of notoreity...Lord Voldemort's female feline representative!!! The Mau!!!

Till tomorrow then,

Twinky.

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Animal Instincts...to love, protect and cherish.

We are all animals. Bipedal humans, crawling lizards and insects, quadruped canines and felines, graceful cetaceans...All of us are living breathing sentient creations of the one Master Hand...Who then is Man to differentiate? to categorize? Sure man has a complex brain and is highest on the earthly evolutionary plane...but that doesnt give him the authority over the others and it definitely doesnt change the fact that all sentient beings FEEL and emote. A 21 year old adolescent facing the final stages of burkitts leukaemia moans and screams in pain and agony caused by tha various procedures he has to go through to buy him a few more days. In much the same way, the eyes of a terror stricken goat en route to slaughter or having his throat cut slowly while the others watch, or the rapid movements of the crescograph when a leaf is torn off a plant.....they all point to the same thing. WE ALL FEEL PAIN.
Since I was little, I have been fascinated by animal life in all its varied forms and beauty and the fascination grows each day. And with it, the sense of fairplay and equanimity that is so deeply ingrained in me, surfaces more and more each day while I witness the gruesome injustice that is meted out to our companions.
However I also find solace in knwoing that there are so many out there like me, who love animals for what they are, for their sakes alone. Who are fighting tooth and nail to get them justice. Who are fighting so many odds each day to heal the hurt and prevent the pain. Selfless veterinarians, honest wildlife officials and the many many many field workers who are out there silently protecting and soothing our animal friends.
I am not devoid of hope. On the contrary I live in hope. Hope of a more joyous future, when there will be love among all life's creatures...not just among humans. when children will grow up to become conscientious human beings and treat animals and all other forms of life with the much deserved respect, awe and admiration.
The Circumambient Cetacean (TCC) was started as a tribute to my mother, but I now honor all the honorable men and women like her who are out there loving and working for animals. God bless you all.
For people like my mother, my father, Dr and Mrs Chariar, and the many many more who strive day in and out to protect and serve this cause, I LIVE IN HOPE.

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