We drove past a cattle holding yard. The place they keep animals until they are ready to load them onto the trucks and then drive them to the abattoir. They were all penned in together with very little room and no water or food. They waited there all day and all night.
.jpg "1WEB")
Marked for Slaughter
We stopped and I tried to get my camera through the cyclone fence to take photos of their faces. They jostled around, looking at me with their big brown eyes, half in fear and half in curiosity. There was nothing I could do to help while they stood there and waited, and waited, and waited until their slaughter.
.jpg "3WEB")
The tag says “Lucky St”
Farm animals are, more often than not, treated as nothing. They have no rights. They are seen as a business. They are seen as money and they are seen as meat. These cows, stuck in a small holding yard awaiting the truck to take them to their slaughter, were alot more than that. Each was an individual, just like you and I. I took these photos through a cyclone fence and through tears. No one needs to eat meat. This doesn’t have to happen.
.jpg "Untitled-1")
Please don’t use my images without permission. All images are Copyright Tamara Kenneally