You humans are so fickle. As you know, I like to make a study of humans, because you’re actually very interesting animals, and (of course) it’s the areas where we differ which are so interesting to me. I’ve been lucky enough to spend a lot of time with humans – probably more than most sheep have – and what amazes me is how fast you all go. Whizzing through your lives, you don’t really seem to get the idea that you have to slow down and chew the cud every now and then. In fact, when I was younger and more ignorant, I used to wonder when you did actually chew the cud – I never saw you doing it, and it used to concern me. I presumed that you had special rooms in your houses where you went to do this, but I have lived in a house, and I never saw humans doing it even then. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that you don’t actually need to do this! That, I thought, explained much.
But I digress. I overheard a conversation my humans were having the other day, when one of them said to the other that she was bored of eating salad, and wanted to have something different. And I thought to myself, there we go. Right there, that’s the difference between humans and us. A lot of humans find it very difficult to understand how it is that we grazing animals don’t ever get fed up with grass. I’m not sure that I even understand the concept. Grass is an amazing foodstuff, which is packed full of interest and enjoyment; and you can appreciate it in so many different forms, too! Hay, silage, haylage – it’s all grass. The grass at our farm tells a story, connects us with the place and the environment and the conditions and who has gone before. It was a dairy farm, so the grass is rich and abundant; it is now looked after biodynamically, so has an amazing complexity to it which requires careful savouring. It’s got other plants in it, too – things we need, things we like, such as docks and thistles, which I know you humans think of as weeds. It tastes different depending on the time of day, the time of year, the weather, the cycles of the moon and stars; it’s the complete food, and we never get bored of it. We appreciate it when we crop it from the roots, munching at it with our sharp teeth; we appreciate it again in a different way when we chew the cud, lying in the shade on hot days or huddled against the hedge out of the rain on days like today.
It’s mindful eating. You should try it some time.