It’s an interesting book which challenges most of us who own livestock. Here’s an extract about an individual called Desdemona.
“She preferred grass to every other kind of food. All was fine in the summer when she was born and in the autumn and again in spring. But in winter, no matter how icy the weather, she would stand at the gate of the barn and stare until we realised what she wanted and opened the gate.
Given her freedom, she would plod off maybe half a mile and graze quite alone all day. She could not and did not get fat on the winter grass, but she was very contented and late every afternoon she would come slowly home and ask to be let back in to spend the night with her mother, sister, grandmother and cousins.”
