Although I am a movie star, I give the right to photograph me only to the producer who took me to star in her film. Thanks to her I am at the Freedom Farm Sancuary today!
Behind my smile lies a sad life story: I’m only five years old, but I’ve already had two babies. I didn’t get to name them or to lick and breastfeed them. They were taken away from me immediately after I gave birth to them. My friends at the cowshed have gone through similar process at the time, but that doesn’t comfort me.
When your baby is taken away from you, the pain is so deep that even now, when I am at the freedom farm, with all the green grass and new friends around me, the pain is burning deep and painful in my heart, stronger than the terrible burning I felt when they burned a number on my skin.
I feel so exploited, after five years in which I “gave” milk, they decided that I wasn’t ‘productive’ enough and intended to send me to slaughter. Lucky that I’m charismatic and have the character of a movie star, and that the producer saw the spark of a stars in me. She fell in love with me and brought me to the farm.
At the Freedom Farm I discovered that people can be very nice, with good intentions. I have hope in my heart for my next generation, if not for my babies, then for my grandchildren.
