Paws for thought: Destination Vegan? My journey to veganism.

Destination Vegan?

The journey; My journey . . .

 

For a few brave people – switching to a vegan diet and lifestyle is something that they throw themselves into pretty much overnight.  And if you are an ‘all or nothing’ character this may well be the best way for you.

For me, however, it was a little different. When I look back now, I see a gradual awakening that saw me progressing through a 5 year evolution from confirmed carnivore to veggie to vegan - where I am, very happily, now.

Pretty much over those 5 years I progressed through the stages of being an ‘ethical’, ‘organic’, ‘welfare-conscious’, ‘meat-free Monday’ consumer.

I read labels incessantly and knew that processed foods were laden with a whole host of alien ingredients that I simply didn’t want to consume. I cooked most meals from scratch and became increasingly aware of the widespread use of drugs and pesticides in food production and manufacture.

But I was still a consumer of meat, fish and dairy none-the-less. So just what was it that made me first decide to give up meat and fish for good?

Two things:

  1.  My best friend of 33 years being diagnosed with cancer.

  2.  Caring for some ex-battery hens.

Two starkly contrasting things; but, as I was to find out later – possibly inextricably linked…

Sally (pictured here on the left with me) had been my best friend since the age of 7. She was the type of friend who knows you better than you know yourself. We shared everything and she was a complete and utter joy to be around – one of life’s true beautiful angels.

When she got the diagnosis we both frantically researched, looking for answers as to why this had happened and how she could be helped, perhaps through a change in diet? She went organic, gave up her beloved Chardonnay, started on fennel juicing and having read the China Study, quit beef and dairy foods too.

But try as we might, and despite a double mastectomy and 2 rounds of intensive chemo she succumbed to secondary cancer of the liver and lungs and died within 6 weeks of being given that terminal diagnosis.

Nothing could have prepared me for the complete devastation I felt at losing her – particularly so young and in her prime. Even writing this now, two and a half years on, it’s almost unbearable to think of and I need to stop and wipe tears away. I miss her every day and always will.

In the months that followed I became obsessed with finding answers as to why this had happened to her. I resumed my MSc studies (formerly Health Science and latterly Weight Management) and read / surfed avidly. And, as is the way when you start internet research, I followed a trail that got deeper and deeper until it ultimately led me to uncover some very shocking truths about the way in which animals are farmed for food.

Of course I knew animals died in order to provide us with food – how can you not? But like so many of us, I believed it was a health necessity and a natural part of our culture to eat meat. I’d been victim to those oh-so-clever marketing tactics and I’d conveniently (blissfully) been ignorant to the way in which animals are treated as commodities.

What I found, sure as hell, ‘woke’ me up. This is not the place for the graphic details. But you should, in all conscience, take a deep breath and do some simple online searches. It is the stuff of nightmares, but if you consume the ‘products’, then you should know and understand what happens to create them. One word always echoed in my head: ‘sentient.’

sentient

Pronunciation: /ˈsɛnʃ(ə)nt/

adjective

• able to perceive or feel things:she had been instructed from birth in the equality of all sentient life forms

And, as if to bring that word to life, at the same time I adopted 4 ex-battery hens through the British Hen Welfare Trust. (It was at the time when the campaigning to improve welfare standards for chickens was running and it seemed like a lovely thing to do.)

It turned out to be an act with far reaching consequences because each and every day as I watched these poor de-beaked, de-feathered ‘egg machines’ blossom into the hens that they were meant to be, I saw personalities emerging, and witnessed intelligence, logic, emotion – the full range infact. And by January 2012 I’d seen and experienced enough. I became vegetarian and began to change all my household and toiletry / beauty products from not only organic and eco friendly, but to containing no animal-derived ingredients and never tested on animals. I vowed never to buy any leather products, feather filled products, wool, silk or fur ever again, and to shun the use of animals in ‘entertainment’ settings.

I now knew that as well as for reasons of health, I no longer wanted to eat meat or fish and use animal based products, because I could no longer contribute to industries that were based on pain, suffering, exploitation and ultimately, murder.

I knew instantly I’d done the right thing. I worried that the change might be tough – but I worked my way through the plethora of meat substitutes on the market, tried hundreds of exciting new recipes I wouldn’t have dreamt of before and continued to research into it all.

But a year down the line into my new and ‘improved’ lifestyle (which still included eggs and dairy), I wasn’t feeling well at all (either physically or mentally). I had gained a lot of weight, was suffering with constant back problems, joint pain and swelling and migraines. I was bitterly disappointed that my diet didn’t seem to be that healthy for me and I was also still losing sleep over something that just wasn’t ‘right’. 

I couldn’t put my finger on it and at the time I attributed it to my ongoing bereavement depression over losing Sally.

But then another pivotal thing happened…

I watched 2 YouTube videos:

One called ‘A calf and a half’ about milk production at one of Cadbury’s dairy farms.

And the other a lecture by an animal rights activist called Gary Yourofsky.

That same afternoon I attempted to watch Earthlings, got 22 minutes in – to the point where a stray dog is thrown into a garbage truck (alive) and I pretty much had a breakdown. I cried for hours.

That was it for me.

No more dairy, no more eggs, no more ignorance.

I knew that for so many reasons I needed to follow a vegan diet AND a vegan lifestyle. This wasn’t a choice as such – it was an absolute compulsion, and as I’ve heard it described by others since – a ‘moral obligation and an imperative’.

Hand on heart, the day I became Vegan, I felt an actual sense of relief and everything in my life fell into place. I saw the world, I see the world, with very different eyes.

Some of that relief I believe, comes from an innate ‘knowing’ (that I’m sure all humans have, deep down), that using and eating other species, is, quite simply, morally wrong.

It is wrong because it isn’t necessary for our survival, in fact in most ways, as I’d also discovered, it’s detrimental to our survival. It’s scientifically proven that consumption of animal products contributes to modern diseases such as T2 Diabetes, Heart disease, Obesity and Cancers. Its decimating our wildlife and destroying our beautiful planet. But above all, it inflicts unimaginable suffering and pain on our fellow species - who can think, feel and hurt, just as humans do. 
*ALL species have the absolute right to live a peaceful existence on this planet.

Becoming vegan made me feel like shouting a million clichés – 'the penny had dropped', 'the cloud had lifted', 'I’d seen the light' etc. and this is something that you hear repeatedly when others share their story of why and how, they too, became vegan.

The destination…

Well what can I say?

Quite simply. I have yet to find ANY negatives.

I thought I’d miss milk, but there are multiple alternatives that suit all different culinary needs.

I thought I’d miss cheese, but knowing how milk is produced meant that nothing could ever taste as good as the alternative - compassion – felt (and the faux products are improving all the time).

I thought it would be hard to find things to eat, but it turns out that with a different mindset to cooking my food repertoire is now a million times more exciting (read my blog and you’ll see!)

I thought it would be hard to find non-animal derived products – but man is as clever as he is stupid and we’ve invented / manufactured all kinds of goods that don’t rely on animals to make them.

I thought I’d be joining a cult of 'hippy weirdoes' (apologies dear hippy friends) and labeled as a freak – but instead I found an incredible new family of consciously compassionate people only too willing to help me on my vegan journey.

And I’ve even been able to educate and inform friends, family, and people I meet about what it means to be a modern vegan in today’s society and the multiple benefits of its actions. If it’s a label then it’s one I’m very proud to wear.

But what of my health?

I’ve lost 12kg without dieting. My BP & cholesterol are below average readings and couldn’t be better. Genetically, I have inherited sickle cell trait (characterised by anemia - iron deficiency) and yet my iron levels and B12 levels are up since becoming vegan (much to my GPs amazement, because this is sometimes an area for concern with vegans). My joint pain, foot pain, back pain, hand pain, migraines and general malaise have all disappeared. I no longer have PMT that makes me want to kill others and then myself.

My skin has improved (no more hand dermatitis or facial spots), my hair is glossier (rarely do I need to wash it, apart from to remove environmental pollution), I need far less sleep, have far more energy, better cardio fitness and mentally – well I’m ready to take on the world!

I am left feeling incredible - physically and in my heart, conscience and soul.

Yes, I wish I’d done it years ago and in a way I wish I’d done it more quickly too.

But, I also know that, for me, this gradual evolution has taken me to a point where, no matter what, I will categorically never revert to my former way of living.

But like I’ve said at the beginning of this piece, if you have a mind to, then going from 'carnivore' to vegan overnight CAN be done. And I personally would advocate not going through a vegetarian transition phase – because, in my opinion, there is a tendency to then over-consume dairy products – which are amongst the worst possible for human health.

Just jump right in to veganism and ask the questions later! You won’t be disappointed, because I can assure you that the positive physical and emotional impact will be immediate. 

It will be the best, and most important life change you ever make – for YOU as a human, for THEM - the other animals and for US as custodians of a planet that’s gradually being destroyed for our blood lust.

So if you’re already vegan you may identify with some aspects of my story here and I’d love to hear how it was for you. Please either comment or get in touch.

If you’re not vegan – then you have the potential to be, because you’re reading this and that shows both curiosity and compassion. I'll gladly help you should you decide you'd like to try this kinder life. Again, please get in touch.

Try the vegan experience for World Vegan Month. 

One month. 

See how you feel.

I’ve added lots of info to this site to help you on YOUR journey.

Find:

More great recipes that you ever imagined here.

Vegan product ideas here.

Research on ‘why’ vegan here.

Helpful films here.

Interesting books to read here.

Events to attend here. 

Where to eat, where to stay.

and the fun stuff here!

Travel with us. 

It may be a slightly trickier journey at first – 

but the destination is completely amazing.

Chantal x

Dedicated to the best friend a girl could ever have – thank you for choosing me, my beautiful Sally B.

Caring for hens - part 3 'space'...

Space - the final frontier...

No no no - wrong post...!

Helloo! Please help me be me - I need space to enjoy my life...

Just imagine living with 5 other humans in a room no bigger than the size of a double bed?

It would be a living hell.

A 'life' beyond comprehension.

That's the equivalent that a battery hen (since called 'caged' hen, now I'm hearing 'colony' hen) used to have...

A hen on the old system of intensive battery farming had no larger than the space of an A4 sheet of paper to stand on. No room to stretch, no room to lie and sprawl, no room to turn around easily and no room to flap wings, jump, scratch or indeed, anything else.

Can you imagine being restricted in such a way and also being amongst 5 other beings all restricted too?

This is why hens are 'de-beaked' so that they can't peck, eat and potentially kill each other out of frustration.

If you ever rescue and care for hens who have been farmed intensively in this manner - you will note that some can harbour distinct 'issues' and it's little wonder really, because in cramming them in so tightly, depriving them of any stimulation and natural habitat, their mental wellbeing is severely affected.

So when rescuing and caring for ex-'colony' hens this does need to be taken into consideration. Acres and acres of space may be daunting for them, they may get lost, predated and scared by flock separation. Yet giving them too little space (whilst being perhaps a better life) doesn't allow them room to seek out what some of them crave - which is a little calm and a little privacy.

Yes, everything you read will tell you about the flock mentality and how hens flock together - but chances are that rescued ex-bats won't be from the same cage (sorry collony), they won't know each other. All they will have known is chaos and restriction and being egg 'machines'.

Over the years I've observed that once the flock dynamic has settled down (i.e. a leader established and the entire pecking order in place) just like humans, there will still be hens who look for and actually like, time away from the others. They seek out peace, calm and either a shady spot under a tree (for safety) or a spot in the sun to bathe and feel the warmth on a spread wing.

So it's about balance.

General space requirements:

*** Before you get your hens, first consider how much space you can give them. This will determine the number of hens you can care for safely and properly.***

Safety is paramount. Foxes live in urban areas as much as rural areas and your space criteria must also include looking at how large a safe, enclosed, fox-proof area/run you can create in your garden/backyard?

Ideally then, if you cannot let your hens wander outside of a purpose built run - you should, in my opinion, allow at least 1 meter square per bird.

If, however, you can safely allow your hens a bit more room to roam in your garden / on your land every day, say, for at least an hour - then you could build a fixed secure run with a little less space per hen.

For example, here at 'secret cottage' we have a fixed walk-in run which is approx 5m square and we house 6 hens max in it. The coop we have within the run is suitable for 8 birds. Our garden however, extends to an acre and so we make sure that the hens get to free range very day for at least an hour - or for the entire time we are out in the garden - which is a lot more on many days.

Free to roam safey in our large garden.

This way, we know that they are safe and secure in their run, but not too restricted, yet they can have a good old roam and be really chickeny every day and Mr Fox won't come near because we, and our dogs, are there to deter him.

So that's the overall picture of space needed.

Runs and coops:

In terms of the run that you create, walk-in is by far preferable - no bending to get to them and to carry out daily tasks etc. But if that's not possible, then consider the height of any roof to your run from the hens' point of view. Hens can be larger birds than you think and once they have built up their strength they can actually jump quite high (up to my chest in one case) and will want to perhaps perch on a branch in the run and have a little jump n flap now and then - so 1m high the minimum I'd recommend.

I do not recommend arcs, too narrow, not high enough.

I see many of the arc-style coops and runs in various garden centres / pet stores etc and these are just too small. They are too low for such tall birds and the hens will never be able to fully stratch their wings etc (hens, like dogs, do yoga every day - you will see). I don't know why they persist in selling these runs, as, in my opinion, they are just not fit for purpose.

With regards to a coop that you may buy - be guided by the manufacturer as to how many hens it will house. The numbers always seem quite snug - but in actual fact for the purposes of sleeping, hens don't mind this. In winter it will keep them warm and providing you open any ventialtion in summer you need not worry too much about overheating, as ex-bat hens will have experienced, and survived, a lifetime of hotter temperatures on the farm than they ever will in a British summer outdoors in a coop. I must stress ventialtion is they key though and you need to clean them our regularly.

Creating different and stimulating spaces:

This is of particular importance if you're not able to offer them an intersting field to run around in all day. As I've mentioned above, their individual characteristics also mean that what's good for one hen isn't necessarily good for another, so different little spaces, nooks and crannies are essential to their wellbeing (I will write more on boredom busting in a future post).

Perspex roof, water butt & windbreak on corner.

I find that providing rain cover over at least 5m square of the run is essential (we have the whole of our run covered, as ex-bats don't know about rain and sheltering from it initially, and if they get wet they can easily catch colds  (particularly when sporting very few feathers). Stamping about in mud all day won't be great for them either. The best product we have found is a type of corrogated perspex which we have made a sloping roof from, attached guttering and used it with dual purpose to fill an attached water butt and capture rain water for the garden!

A shady area is also necessary - on hotter summer days (and we can't say we didn't have any of those year!) this is essential so that they can get cool and shade if needed. Chickens can get sunburn on any bold patches and their combs/wattles. A dry and sunny area is also good particularly where you situate their dust bath - to keep it dry and powdery for them.

We have also created a windproof corner as the end of the run bears the brunt of a prevailing wind - again just some sheets of perspex and duct tape. Some of the girls often take shelter here on blustery days.

Shady quiet spot under the coop.

A darker quiet spot has also proved to be popular - some of ours sit and daydream under the coop in the run and also in a snug corner under the nest box at the back.

One of the perching branches in the run.

 A higher spot and vantage point can be created by placing some thick branches in the run - ours use theirs now for looking into the window of our bathroom (which faces out onto the run) and calling to us whenever they see us in there! It's quite nice to be able to see them when I'm having a shower! Giving them perching branches also enables them to climb and play and strengthen up their feet and legs after 18 months of standing still all day.

Location, location, location:

I've had hens at 4 different houses I've lived in now and every time I've been lucky enough to be able to locate their run and coop within view from a window in the house - usually the kitchen. Where we are now I can see them from the bathroom. This is great to do if you can consider it because it means that at whatever the time of day, you can quickly pop to a window and check on them. It's reassuring to see them and also fun to be able to observe them from a distance and in dry weather! (particularly good the first morning after you get your hens and they come out to explore their new home. I guarantee you will watch them for hours!)

Situating them near to your house is also useful if you're locking them in manually at night and need to quickly check and see whether they have all come in to roost. Just a thought... 

So Phil n Kirsty can talk human living space - I can talk hen living space! Now where's that Channel 4 contract?.......

Jane hen having a wonderful dust bath in the veg patch!

Chantal xx

Postscript: Whilst your girls will usually want to comeback to you when you call them in (with a rattle or two of mealworms or corn) hens can, on occasion get broody and hide, or wander off because of their inquisitve natures. Please make sure that your garden/land has a safe boundary that they cannot cross.