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It’s all about R E S P E C T…

Curt Pate is a new breed of cowboy. He is one who knows about the animals he is working with beyond just breed and purpose. He knows about how they act and what their natural signals are. Curt realizes that there are brains in those big head and behind those big eyes. Curt respects the animals he is working with. Curt is a Cow Whisperer. He is one of a growing number of new style farmers.

Many of the techniques used by animal whisperers' are traditional methods of animal husbandry that comes from both book knowledge and, most importantly time spent with animals directly observing them. Spending time with an animals can teach much more than an entire book on behaviour. Often the biggest challenge for farmers is having tine to really stop and watch their animals. Not only is time an issue, but in large scale factory farms animals are not given the chance to exhibit natural behaviours.

Temple Grandin is a pioneer in livestock behaviour and using an animals natural tendencies to make their farm lives a better experience from birth to death. 
This Aug. 4, 2010 photo shows cowboy Curt Pate demonstrating stress-free handling of cattle on the Siben Ranch outside of Helena, Monana. Man at right is employee, Jon Selby. (AP Photo/Janie Osborne)

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July 10, 2009 Posted by niffer in Cats

New Kitten

Lintilla, the kitten that had been thrown from a car.

Lintilla, the kitten that had been thrown from a car.

It has been just over a week now since we have had a new addition. The other Sunday we were driving home from a shopping trip. Now I have a knack for seeing animals at the side of the road and this time I saw a tiny kitten sitting in the driveway of Royal City Park. It was just sitting there looking very out of place. I turned the car around and pulled into the park. Both Tim and I got out and the kitten ran away. We turned the car around and proceeded to wait. It the kitten had a Mum, home, or was feral it would have gone there. If it was lost it would come back. Inside I was really hoping it would go home. It was so tiny and out of place. About ten minuted later the little kit returned. This time I got out and tim stayed in the car. I slowly approached the kitten, crouching down and making high sounds. It didn't run away but hide in the bushes but I could still see it. I managed to get close enough to reach out and touch it is I wanted, but didn't for fear of scaring it. I started to meow and it meowed back and came closer. I then purred and it came up to me. I picked it up and it purred like mad. I heard no other meows coming from the woods. The kitten was just starving. It was a bonerack without even a belly, you know the big potbelly that most kitens have. I took it over to the car and we started home. In the car I  noticed I had some blood on my t-shirt. I then noticed that there way a black bit on the kitten's paw. I tried to get it off, thinking it was dirt. It turned out thatthe kitten's paws were bleeding. I turned her over and was shocked to see her poor little bloody feet. I just about cried. How could anyone hurt this little thing? It seemed it had been thrown from the car in the park. Well she now has a home and is on the road to recovery. The vet said she was four or five weeks old and generally okay if not skinny. She purrs like a Mack Truck and is now playing like a regular kitten. Her name is Lintilla, or Tillywinks when playing.