I grew up on a farm out on the foothills of the Cascade Range in the state of Oregon here on the West Coast of America. Back in the 1960s, the hills of Mt Hood where old growth fir and red cedar grew over thousands of acres of common lands, wild and free running creeks from snowmelt full of salmon and trout.
No wild animal hurt me as I played the days away from riding my horse, hiking and fishing, sometimes picking blackberries where bears, cougar, foxes, coyotes could walk by at any moment, and maybe a wolf or two but they were mostly trapped out long ago @faizan-ashraf
I have only been shamed and hurt by humans, but I have also found a spiritual connection with saintly and good hearted humans that is not there with animals.
I grew up on a farm out on the foothills of the Cascade Range in the state of Oregon here on the West Coast of America. Back in the 1960s, the hills of Mt Hood where old growth fir and red cedar grew over thousands of acres of common lands, wild and free running creeks from snowmelt full of salmon and trout.
No wild animal hurt me as I played the days away from riding my horse, hiking and fishing, sometimes picking blackberries where bears, cougar, foxes, coyotes could walk by at any moment, and maybe a wolf or two but they were mostly trapped out long ago @faizan-ashraf
I have only been shamed and hurt by humans, but I have also found a spiritual connection with saintly and good hearted humans that is not there with animals.