If you’re not Irish you mightn’t be familiar with Dustin The Turkey. After he came last (or second last?) in the Eurovision Song Competition representing Ireland, his popularity slightly declined. He really didn’t ever like Christmas and was always a bit nervous around this time of the year. Understandably.
This year, we had the best turkey ever. We were told it was a happy turkey from a real farm who had roamed the fields and the woods all his life. Happy or not, Christmas brought an end to his life – which is kind of sad. There is this thought in my mind that ending an unhappy turkey’s life is maybe less cruel than ending that of a happy turkey.
The uncle from America, turned vegetarian recently, had, of course, his own opinion about killing animals and eating them….