“Everyone feels low sometimes”

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Colouring yourself well again

Yoga is good

Don’t be selfish.

You have so much that is good


About your children

Have a hug

It’ll make it better

Broken leg?

Walk it off.

Shake it off.

Have a band aid

It’ll make it


Heart attack?

Take an aspirin

Try to

Eat well

Think calm thoughts.

Exercise more

Don’t lie there feeling sorry for yourself


I don’t believe

In respiratory health

Have you even tried to

Breath deep.

Think positive

Have you even tried?

To understand?

To feel outside of yourself?

To look beyond the end of your nose

Without self

And judgement?

But you ‘don’t believe in mental health’.

Myth busting- cow lifespan.

Time for some myth busting, or as I like to call it ‘British Dairy Isn’t Scary ‘. This has been prompted by the run up to world plant based juice or nut juice or ‘fake milk’ week. Don’t get me wrong, if you like drinking Soy or Oat or Almond then that’s fine, its up to you what you choose to consume. But when there are blatant lies and mistruths being used to slander the Dairy Farmers of Britain, then I find it really tricky to sit by and ignore them.
Myth 1: Dairy Cows only live until they are 4. Living on a farm prevents them from fulfilling their natural lifespan of 15 years.

Truth: Bubble bursting as it may be, alot of dairy cows in UK herds are older than 4 years old.

Bit of background cow biology- A cow is ready to reproduce from around 15 months of age, although their is plenty of variation.( Note: I’ll deal with reproduction in another post, this blog is just about lifespan but I need to ‘set the scene’.) Normally a cow will have her first calf at around 2 years of age. As she matures and has more calves, her ability to produce milk will increase. On average 5th or 6th lactation will be a dairy cow’s best- i.e when they are 7 or 8 years old.  Dairy farmers put a lot of time, effort and money into making sure that their cows stay in the herd to reach this point.

As farmers, we want our cows to live long and healthy lives. We employ veterinarians, cow nutritionists and specialist foot trimmers (essentially they give cows expensive mani/pedis) to make sure that they are in the best of health. We pay agronomists to check the crops we grow will provide the cows with excellent quality food. We make sure that we check the quality of the water they drink. We buy expensive equipment such as robotic milking parlours, foot baths, air matresses for the cows to sleep on (this really is true) just to make sure they are happy and healthy.  This costs alot- for example a single vet visit could be around £50 before they do any treatment or give any medication.  We spend hours reading and researching, keeping on top of the latest advancements in Dairy science to make sure our cows get the best we can give them.

The arbitrary ‘cow lifespan’ of 15 years bandied about by the anti dairy brigade on the internet  doesn’t come from Zoologists, it doesn’t come from Agriculturalists or even Biologist. It has apparently been plucked from thin air to try and paint UK Dairy Farmers in a bad light. Silly thing is it doesn’t really pan out in favour of the anti dairy propaganda.

Dairy cow specialists spend a lot of time and money figuring out the genetics behind longevity. Long lived cows, and the potential for their offspring to be long lived, are coveted by farmers. The Dairy industry itself keeps transparent and official records of what are called Key Performance Indicators associated with Dairy Cows. One such KPI is the age at which a cow dies. In 2016 the median age of leaving the herd on 500 dairy farms was 6.1 years. As this is a median age, it means there were 250 farms that had older cows leaving the herd.  The reason why a cow dies isn’t documented, and could be anything from chronic illness, to accidental injury or occasionally even being struck by lightening.

Anti dairyists suggest cows would live longer if left to their own devices. Again there is little to suggest this would happen. It is more likely that lack of food sources, medication and prompt veterinary treament, unregulated interbreeding, death during calving, , uncontrolled infectious diseases, parasites (to name a few; gastrointestinal worms, liver fluke, lungworm and maggots- a ‘lovely’ way to die) would all mean life spans would realistically be much shorter than those of cows on modern UK Dairy farms.

Hopefully this short blog has shown how the dairy industry does make sure cows have long happy lives. It is in the farmers (& obviously the cows) interests to keep his or her cows as healthy as possible, so they can stay in the milking herd, alongside their daughters and granddaughters for many years. There is definitely an element of pride associated too- At the end of the day, good farmers will keep healthy cows. Healthy cows will live longer.


Lady Hermione the 4th, 15/04/02-20/08/17, photo courtesy of @JRStrickley


Starting from scratch…

Its been almost a month since the chickens (Now named Sybil, Martha, Agnes and Delores, thanks to Twitter poll) arrived on the farm. I thought it’d be a good idea to  share some of the reasons why we got them, and (as a complete ‘chicken keeping novice’)  share some of my tips if you are thinking of getting any. Sure, I’ve learned about chicken husbandry, and know how to care for more complicated bird injuries, but I’ve never kept them before.

Before getting your birds, its a good idea to ask yourself why you want to keep hens ? Do you want a regular supply of eggs? Or will they just be companions?

Personally, my reasons for wanting some hens were as follows;

  • 1. We live on a farm, we should have chickens, right? In fact, we should have a few of each farm species, a sort of Noah’s ark for farm animals. Except pigs. I’m not so keen on piggies! P.S Do Not Tell Mr Farm Upon The Hill that this was my reason. This is just between us, right?

2. With my somewhat rose tinted ‘ This- will -make – childhood great ‘ spectacles on I had a hazy vision of the mini farmers helping to take care of the chickens, learning all sorts of life lessons and skills in the process

3.We didn’t need ‘fancy chickens’. Plain hybrids would do fine. No need for a trip to a poultry breeder for us. I wanted to do some good.  Rehoming ex commercial chickens would definitely fulfil this. We were warned that they may not give a reliable egg supply, but so far they have been fairly consistent!

4. I needed assistance in my valiant organic, pesticide free war on the blasted slugs – they ate my Lupins, now it’s serious.

I felt I had time and resources to give these birds a chance to lead lives in a free range environment. If you are wondering if you have enough time too, you’ll be pleased to hear they don’t take up much, especially if you plan on letting them free range. You still need to be prepared to collect eggs, check your birds daily , clean out the nest boxes and feed and water them. In theory you also have to get up early  let them out first thing , and make sure the pop hole is shut at night. But technology is a wonderful thing and an automatic doorkeeper can do that bit for you.  All in all it takes about 20 minutes for me to do the routine tasks daily. Much more worthwhile than watching reruns of Teen Mom OG.

The other great thing about chicken keeping is you don’t necessarily need acres of garden. Just remember that chickens will potentially turn a manicured lawn into a series of dustbaths and scratch bowls . They’ll also snack on bedding plants, so if your garden is very sacred, using a moveable run or large enclosure may be wise.

We have sited our coop on concrete, which ironically is the shell of the old chicken house. This is a great spot as it means the house is out of direct sunlight and sheltered against rain and wind. The concrete will make it easier to clean up after the birds too. Initially I kept them in the coop and small run for 2 days, before letting them into a bigger pen made of fencing pallets. Now they have the whole shed base to explore, including the log pile which acts as great enrichment for them.

Once you’ve done your research and have decided on breed and how many  you can house, its time to get shopping! I definitely recommend getting your chicken supplies before you get your birds . Being a lover of lists, I found it useful to make a checklist of things that we needed for the first few days. This included

  • Coop – When it comes to choosing a house, the amount of info online can be quite overwhelming. There are even instructions on how to build one from scratch , but unless you are very keen on DIY, I’d stick to ready made! Factors I considered when deciding on what to buy included – ease of access for cleaning, run space and security.
  • Food containers and drinkers – something that is easy to clean, durable and safe.
  • Container for grit – this can be shop bought or homemade.
  • Bedding for nest box
  • Feed bin- save your pennies and get a dustbin with a lockable lid!
  • Diatomaceous earth – handy stuff – for red mite control, also useful for lice.
  • Basic health kit – this includes wormer (I use Flubenvet) , nail clippers, corn starch for stemming bleeds, dressings and tape and lubricant (in case of vent prolapse).


Feeding chickens is easy. Once upon a time, chickens got tit bits left from the family table. Nowadays, kitchen scraps are a definite no-no. DEFRA, aka ‘they who must be obeyed’, make the rules relating to keeping poultry. They have placed a “complete ban on using kitchen waste from non-vegan households and from catering waste containing products of animal origin”. This goes for all farm animal species, even those kept as ‘pets’ . To be honest, there is absolutely no need to feed anything other than a commercial chicken food. These diets contain the correct levels of protein, minerals and calcium to keep your birds  in good condition. At the minute, our girls are getting a choice of both layers pellets and mash .This is because Sybil and Agnes have wonky beaks, possibly due to being de-beaked. Sybil especially seemed to be struggling to eat pellets and was quite thin when she arrived. She much prefers mash! I let the birds choose when and how much they want to eat, allowing them free access to it. Clean, cool drinking water is also essential. An average sized chicken in lay will need to drink approximately 200ml per day, which will increase in hot weather.


One of my biggest concerns before getting the girls was whether they were going to attract vermin. ”Where there’s chickens, there’s rats’ is a common saying. Hopefully, taking  simple precautions like keeping the food store rodent proof and cleaning up after the chickens regularly will  help to prevent major rodent issues, along with George who is a remarkably good hunter.


So far the chickens  have been a lot of fun to look after, and have settled in really well. So well, in fact, that i’m planning a coop expansion…just don’t tell Mr Farm Upon The Hill, ok?!

If you keep chickens, what would your top tips be for newbies?

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Did you know there are 267 species of Bee in the UK? I didn’t. My knowledge of bees is basic, although for some reason we learned a lot about the ‘waggle dance’ at university. It turns out that my knowledge of solitary bees is even more so. Up until this past month I had no idea that 90% of the Bees in the UK prefer to live a solitary existence. Unlike honey beesThey don’t live in a colony or ‘serve’ a Queen. Instead single female bees of Solitary species will build their own nest. Nesting materials vary depending on species.

Some prefer to site this underground, digging out a narrow tunnel to form a nesting chamber. There are even 3 species of solitary bee that nest in empty snail shells. Others are ‘aerial nesters’, choosing to build nests within cavities or hollow stems, as well as artificial ‘Bee hotels’.

Our ‘bee house’ is situated on the west facing wall of the farmhouse. It is attached (rudimentarily and precariously) to a downpipe, and is surrounded by flowers. Roses, nasturtiums, snapdragons and centaurea provide a plentiful supply of nectar which solitary bees use as a food source.  I put it up at the beginning of Summer, hoping that it would attract some attention. Every so often I have brushed off cobwebs from the tubes, hoping that by keeping the entrances clear it would give potential occupants a chance to investigate. It must have worked, because last month someone paid a visit.


I had been tidying some of the potted plants on the patio when I noticed a bee buzzing around near the ‘hotel’. It flitted around outside before landing and crawling into it. I was ecstatic. I couldn’t believe it was being used.  Not wanting to disturb our new arrival, I left the bee to continue its work without me ‘hovering’ over it. A couple of hours later, progress had been made.

One of the narrowest bamboo tubes had been sealed over, with a mixture of mud and greenery. I think this was the work of a Mason bee.

Whilst marvelling at the neat cap that now covered one tube , I became aware of another visitor to the hotel. At first all I saw was the tail end of a bee disappearing into a tube, lugging a portion of leaf. The scrap of vegetation seemed to be almost half as long as the bee carrying it.


A leaf cutter bee! This female, working independently and parallel to the other, was also furnishing her nest. There are now 3 mud capped tubes and at least 2 leaf filled chambers.


Female solitary bees furnish their nests with everything their offspring need to make it to adulthood. Balls of pollen and nectar are placed in the cavity, with an egg laid on top. Several eggs may be laid in one tube, with ‘partition walls’ dividing it up into individual rooms. Once the nest is full, the bee seals the end. The choice of sealant varies – mud, chewed leaves or even fine hair.

If I asked you to picture a bee in your minds eye, chances are you would see a honey bee or a bumble bee, rather than a species of solitary bee. But Solitary bee species are just as important, if not more so, for the survival of humans . 1 in 3 mouthfuls of food we eat relies on a pollinator species. Solitary bees are more efficient pollinators than honey or bumblebees. In fact, a single mason bee can do the work of 120 honey bees, making them incredibly important for food production.

If you want to find out how you can help encourage solitary bees in your garden, have a look at this website. You can also find further information here and record any sightings on iRecord.

Coming home to roost

“I believe that all children should be surrounded by books and animals.”
― Gerald Durrell


Once upon a time, when a different generation lived here in the farmhouse, the farm upon the hill would have been one that ‘old MacDonald’ would have been proud to live on. Pigs, ducks, turkeys, sheep, cart horses and chickens were kept alongside the cows. Not only did the animals feed the family, they filled the larder, worked the land and paid the bills.  Nowadays, raising cows for dairy or beef production is the mainstay of the farm.


My hope is to restore some of the diversity of the old farming system, whilst still managing to leave plenty of room for the ‘real farming’ to carry on.  The goats are still here, although due to my wonky turns milking them has taken a back seat. Recently we have added a chicken coop to the farm. It stands on the remains of the old chicken shed, alongside my greenhouse and the log pile. The birds came from a commercial flock, via Fresh Start For Hens.   It seemed like an awfully long time between being approved as rehomers and the chickens arriving.

The night before the chickens arrived we watched a short video which showed the flock being checked to make sure they were fit and healthy for the journey to their new homes. The clip explained that  due to the avian flu restrictions, the chickens had spent more time indoors than the farmer would have liked. The flock did look a little bedraggled, but nevertheless were bright and alert, with one even laying an egg on camera!



The flock then journeyed across the country to various collection points. All we had to do was make sure their coop was ready and turn up to fetch them on time. Ironically our ‘collection point’ was a terraced house in a nearby village, and it was a bit surreal to see 20 or so chickens calmly milling about in the concrete back yard. We chose the four that would be coming to stay with us, gently transferred them to the chicken crate ( an ‘ancient relic’. No farmer chucks out anything that might come in handy one day. Just as well!) which was appreciated by the volunteer re-homer for not being a cardboard box or ‘new fangled crate’ . Five minutes later and the chickens were home, fed, watered and left to settle in in peace. In fact they were so remarkably settled that we had 3 eggs within the first 24 hours of them arriving on the farm!



Since then they have grown stronger and brighter. The different ‘personalities’ are becoming more obvious – the bossy one, the quiet one, the inquisitive one, the troublemaker. New feathers are emerging and we have had a consistent supply of fresh and tasty eggs.  The supply of eggs was never the most important factor for me in rehoming these chickens. In fact, Fresh start for hens makes it quite clear that eggs from ex commercial chickens are a bonus. Commercial chickens are generally sent to slaughter at 72 weeks of age. I knew we could offer them a chance for a longer happier life. On top of us being able to offer them a home, they are able to give us something in return.


Both mini farmers have taken an active interest in caring for the new arrivals. C enjoys checking for eggs and shepherding the birds back into the coop after a day of free ranging. JoJo likes feeding them, painstakingly distributing feed evenly between all four chickens! The chickens seem to respond to the children too running towards rather than away from them – I think it is a height thing…well that and the treat foods they sneak them!img_8044Animals have been my passion for as long as I can remember, although I haven’t always been surrounded by them. As a child I grew up in a world far removed from green fields, hedgerows and cow herds. For almost 10 years we lived in a red brick terraced house in West London, with giant ‘winged birds’ flying overhead, on their flight path to Heathrow. We played out on the streets, in parks or in our tiny garden that would fit into this farm a thousand times over. Summer holidays were different – we visited Ireland and its 40 shades of green. We stayed in a whitewashed cottage on a dairy farm, with views down over the Slieve Mish mountains. We were allowed to help milk the cows, got up at the crack of dawn to watch calves being born, built dens behind the tractor shed and climbed amongst the straw bales. These hazy memories of childhood have shaped the way I want my children to grow up, with a love and understanding of both city and country life.


My children are luckier than I was in so far as they are surrounded by animals, and we have the space, time and knowledge to enable this. I am an enabler! I don’t want to force my passion for life other than human onto anyone, least of all my children. Feeling forced or pushed to do something is a definite reason for turning your back on it. Instead I want to provide them with opportunities and experiences that will help them grow. If they share my passion fantastic, if not they will hopefully still learn valuable lessons by looking after the animals here on the farm. They will learn kindness, compassion, responsibility, pride, respect, how to be gentle and to do no harm. They will learn where their food comes from, about animal husbandry and behaviour, evolution , ecosystems and their place in the landscape that surrounds them. These four chickens are not just the sum total of the eggs they produce, they are so much more.









Dung beetles


Day 22 of #30DaysWild coincided with a talk from Farming Connect, a government scheme that aims to ‘safeguard and enhance the rural environment’, whilst revitalising rural economy.


Dr Beynon from The Bug Farm presented a fascinating talk on the economic and inherent value of dung beetles.

Last year I wrote a post about my (poor ) attempt at a dung beetle hunt on our farm.  At that point I didn’t spot any dung beetles, but thought I might resume the hunt at a later date. I didn’t think it would be an entire year later!

What do you think of when you here the words ‘Dung beetle’ ? If you are anything like me your first thoughts may be dredged up memories from primary school projects on the ancient Egyptians worship of these creatures.  Or perhaps you think of wildlife TV documentaries, with African Dung Beetles rolling massive balls of Elephant poo about.  Neither  thought  accurately represents the dung beetles that we have here in the UK.

Dung beetles are a ‘superfamily’ of insects that practice coprophagy – the delightful habit of munching other animals faeces. Some live exclusively off dung, whilst it only forms part of the diets of other species. Members of the dung beetle family can be found all over the world, in habitat as diverse as deserts, forests, savannah and even UK farmland. The only continent free of these insects is Antarctica.

Entomologists have grouped dung beetles according to the way they use dung;

‘Rollers’create balls of dung, roll them away and bury them, either to use as food or somewhere to lay eggs.  None of our native  species fit into this group.

Instead, the 40 or so  dung beetles found within the UK fit into one of 2 other categories. Either they are ‘ Tunnelers’,  creating vertical and horizontal mazes of  chambers beneath a pat, or they  are ‘Dwellers’,breeding and tunnelling within it.


The presentation took place on a dairy farm not too far from us. We listened to Dr Beynons talk before setting out to check pitfall traps that had been set by the farmer the night before.

The first few traps brought forth several ground beetles but no dung beetle species. In the next field Dr Beynon turned over a cow pat and immediately spotted several Dung Beetles. They were tiny – perhaps a third of the length of my little finger nail. Although they looked pretty similar to my untrained eye, Dr Beynon immediately began identifying which species they were. Another, larger beetle appeared in the sludgey remains of the pat. This, apparently, was Aphodius fossus. Bigger than the others, this beetle moved quite slowly and tentatively. Every so often it froze, tucking its legs up under its carapace in case danger was imminent. Whilst we were standing listening to each species being identified, the air around the dung was gradually beginning to come alive with beetles, flying in attracted by the malodorous faeces. At first I thought they were flies, but their flight pattern eluded to their true identity. It had an almost clockwork or mechanical aspect to it, and I half expected the air to be full of whirring and clicking mechanical noises as they alighted on the cow pat.

Once home again, I was itching to go and see if I could find any beetles of our own. The cows had been in the Quarry field the previous day, so it seemed a logical place to start my search.


Within a few feet of entering the field gate my path was crossed by a rather large and shiny ground beetle.

A few more steps and I reached my first dung pile. Flipping the crust off, I waited patiently to see if I could spot anything. I was in luck.

Maybe it was beginners luck – I moved onto another pat close by – sure enough 4 beetles appeared, tunnelling through the pat, along with other ‘creepy crawlies’, flies and a few larvae.


One more pat – I scrapped the pat close to the ground. Iould make out beetles disappearing down into tunnels. One larger beetle caught my eye – slower than the rest and sitting amongst the grass that had been directly underneath the dung. I scooped it up for a closer look. Aphodius Fossor. Jackpot!

My search wasn’t very scientific in methodology, but at least I know we do have some dung beetles present. This is encouraging. Dung beetles play a vital role in our ecosystem. If they disappeared entirely we would quite literally be up to our necks in dung . These beetles play a role in making soil more fertile and help to redistribute the nutrients in dung back into the soil. They contribute to improving water quality, undo ‘damage’ caused by grazing horses,help reduce green house gas released by farm animals and can even help to prevent livestock getting ill due to parasites. All this is quite a feat, considering they are only a few millimetres long!


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Unfortunately, as with so many of our other native species, dung beetles have suffered massive declines. This is largely due to the overuse of and overreliance on products used to worm horses, cattle and sheep.

Dr Beynon, along with a host of other scientists, is hopeful that this trend can be reversed. In fact, they state that not only will it benefit the species of beetles themselves , but it will also benefit the UK farming industry financially, something which seems blatantly obvious when you look at the list of their ‘helpful qualities’.

If you want to have a go at looking for dung beetles (and you have land owners permission!) check out DUMP – a uk based mapping project. You can also see how to build a pitfall trap here. Happy beetling!










Day 17 – The little things…

This month hasn’t been what I planned. Ok, so I know it isn’t over yet, but recently  I have been worried that , if the first half has been anything to go by, the next half isn’t going to live up to my expectations either.

Since last years #30DaysWild , which pretty much marked the real beginning of my blogging experience, I have been looking forward to June 2017. What new things would I discover? Would there be new wildlife spotted on the farm? Will I meet more wildlife enthusiasts? But, like all of the best laid plans…it hasn’t quite gone the way I had hoped. My ‘weird turns’ are still occurring, and I still don’t know what they are. Despite being on antiepileptic medication, and I am struggling to enjoy normal everyday life the way I should. When I’ve had a weird turn, I am in pain and exhausted for hours if not days after. My memory is affected- I forget words, names and everyday data- like phone numbers and passwords. Its really annoying! Worst of all is not being able to write or read. I can’t concentrate, cant find the energy to find the words.From the outside looking in, people can’t tell how much it affects me. Much like my battles with mental health.


Today I spent a lot of the morning asleep, and the afternoon looking after the mini farmers. By 6.30pm I remembered #30DaysWild….but I hadn’t got the energy to think up a ‘random act’, or the inclination to tap the random act app on my phone. Instead I just took the girls outside, let them play in the sunshine whilst I sat and watched.

My chosen spot was on the patio next to my herb patch. The garden in general is looking pretty wild and neglected at the minute, and the herb patch is no exception. The fennel stands at about 2ft high, its liquorice scented fronds covered with aphids.The lavender shoots are not far behind, and the lemonbalm has spread out horizontally.  The nasturtiums I have grown from seed are also sending their tendrils out sideways, and bursting into flower.  The bees adore them, and I sat watching as one fat white tailed bumble bee laconically gathered nectar from the gold and orange trumpet shaped flowers.


Next to the herb patch is my washing up bowl pond. It didn’t start out as a pond, just a water butt to collect rain from a broken down pipe, saving me having to go far to fetch water for the plants. Now it is home to 4 tiny, still legless,  voraciously hungry tadpoles. From my vantage point I can see one flicking about on the surface, gulping air, before disappearing under a shard of terracotta i added for cover. They have cleared the copious amounts of fly larvae from the pond, and I cant wait until they grow up and start making a dent on the slugs that have decapitated my lupin, shredded my centaurea and are now waging war on my strawberry plants.

After five minutes of sitting here, and snapping a few shots of passing wild things with my iPhone I realised that actually, this is what ’30 days’ is really about. There is no set curriculum, no need for grandiose schemes. Interactions with nature can be small and simple – just taking a minute to watch a bee fly from flower to flower in search of nectar, or following a butterfly around the garden… and tick…task completed for the day.  You don’t need fancy equipment- my big regret last year was not getting good enough photos. This year the majority of wild photos are on my iphone. You don’t even need to be able to get outside, with webcams and wildlife books, journals or online courses. Of course you can go further afield, spend whole days immersing yourself in the wild or creating grander and more elaborate ways to complete your random act of wildness for the day. But you don’t have to.


Which has lead me to realise. I haven’t ‘wasted’ this month. It has not been a ‘failure’ because it hasn’t lived up to the expectations I set from last year. It has been different. Small achievable goals are actually good- good for my mental health and good for my general health. Up until now, I didn’t think that my acts that I have managed on days when I haven’t blogged have been worthy of writing about. I didn’t think they were exciting enough, or even constituted a ‘random act’. I’m glad i’ve realised I was wrong in my thinking.

The ‘obligate carnivore’ in your kitchen- why cats need meat in their diet.

Recently I have found myself ‘engaging’ in debates surrounding veganism. Some of these discussions have centred around pet nutrition, specifically the choice made by some pet owners to feed their cats a vegan diet. Whilst I can fully accept and appreciate another human beings choice to abstain from consuming meat, whether on ethical or health grounds, I cannot accept the practice of forcing a domesticated cat to become vegan. This blog post came about from these brief encounters with people who are feeding or want to feed their cats a meat free diet.



Cats as obligate carnivores- what does this even mean.

”An obligate carnivore (or true carnivore) is an animal that must eat meat in order to thrive ” (Syufy 2008).

If you studied biology at school you may remember that animals are grouped according to shared characteristics (taxonomy). Cats fall into the ‘Carnivora’ , an order of animals that also includes dogs, bears and seals. Some of the animals in this order are ‘omnivores’, meaning they are able to meet their dietary needs by eating plant matter. Others, like the domestic cat, are obligate carnivores, meaning they must eat meat to survive and, more importantly, to thrive.

From the shape of their teeth  to the length of their intestines, feline bodies are not designed  for consuming a plant based diet. Millennia of evolution along the line of eating a meat rich diet has meant that cat’s bodies have become ‘streamlined’, shedding ‘unnecessary components’ and creating essential ones along the way.


Teeth are an obvious clue as to what cats are designed to eat.

Blatantly obvious clue number 1: Cats  have 4 canine teeth ( the long fang like teeth at the front of their mouths).These are specifically designed for catching, killing and holding prey. Not vegetables.

Blatantly obvious tooth based clue number 2: If you have a cat that doesn’t mind being watched , check out how they eat. Cats tend to use their ‘carnassial teeth’ to chew, pre molar teeth that are specifically designed for meat consumption . They act like scissors , making the meat easier for a cat to swallow. Unlike dogs, cats tend to have fewer molars, meaning they lack surfaces that would enable them to efficiently break down plant matter. The occlusal surfaces of their remaining teeth aren’t efficient for chowing down on vegetables.

Digestive enzymes

Moving past teeth and on to other parts of the digestive process lends further evidence to  why cats shouldn’t be forced into a life of veganism. From the very beginning of the digestive tract, cats have lost out on the ability to digest plant matter. Salivary amylase, a digestive enzyme used to start the process of starch digestion, is missing from cats mouths. Further down the digestive route (in the intestine) amylase is present, but at a mere 5% of the amount found in a dog. Other digestive enzymes found in a cats intestine point to their need for a meat based diet, as does their lack of the enzymes needed for starch digestion.

Picky eaters

Cats, even those on ‘traditional’ diets, can be very fussy when it comes to food. This is one thing for healthy cats, but can be a real problem in cats that are poorly. It can become a vicious circle of a cat that is feeling sickly not eating which makes the cat feel worse so it doesn’t eat. In addition cats that are carrying too much weight can develop hepatic lipidosis, a potentially life threatening liver disorder, due to becoming inappetant. Cats may not find plant based diets very appetising and start refusing to eat. This can  result in them developing further problems.img_6517


Comparing a cat to an omnivorous or herbivorous species will also show anatomical differences that preclude feline veganism. The length of a cats small intestine is considerably shorter, they only have a ‘vestigial’ caecum, and their colon is  much shorter than herbivorous or omnivorous mammals. All of these again point to a meat based diet and an inadequacy in terms of digesting plant based starch and fibre.

So ,  dentition plus intestinal anatomy minus key digestive enzymes equals…well,  doesn’t take a genius to see why they aren’t meant to live on veggies alone.

Essential nutrients

If that wasn’t evidence enough, lets take a look at some of the health problems that cats presented with meat free meals could develop. These problems can arise due to vitamin and protein deficiencies. The domestic cat’s evolutionary journey  has  thrown up a few quirks in terms of vitamin and amino acid requirements .

Vitamin A is necessary for maintain healthy vision, bone and muscles. Most herbivorous or omnivorous mammals can meet their need for  it by converting beta carotene, a plant pigment, during the digestive process. Cats can’t. They lack the enzyme needed for this, meaning they really on ‘ready made’ , ‘pre packaged’ vitamin a. This is easily obtained through eating animal products.

Methionine is another essential amino acid for cats, and deficiency is also possible when they are fed a vegetable based diet. Skin problems, especially around the nose are seen in cats that are lacking this protein.

Taurine is another amino acid (protein) that is essential for a cats sight, nerve function, immune system and heart. Carnivorous diets supply plenty of taurine, whilst cereal or vegetable diets have inadequate or minimal amounts. Deficiency of taurine can result in a cat developing life threatening and (potentially) deadly conditions such as Dilated Cardiomyopathy (DCM) and Feline Central Retinal Degeneration. In pregnant cats it can also cause the unborn kittens to be damaged.

During my recent conversations I have been told ‘ well, my cat is doing great on a vegan diet so far’, having only been on it for a few days, weeks or months. And the owners are probably right. The cats probably are coping. For now.  Switching  to a plant based diet isn’t likely to cause these diseases to develop immediately. In fact,  signs that something bad is happening to your cats health will only appear after a long period of your pet being taurine deficient (anywhere from 5 months to 2 years).

Synthetic forms of both vitamin A and Taurine are available, but relying on these to feed an obligate carnivore raises a separate set of ethical questions. In addition, the nutritional adequacy of ready made vegan feline diets has been questioned, with studies finding them to be lacking in essential elements.


Another health risk for cats, especially male cats, fed on a vegan diet is FLUTD (feline lower urinary tract disease). These cats can develop abnormally alkaline urine due to the plant based proteins in their diet. Meat based diets result in acidic urine, which is normal for cats. Alkaline wee provides the right environment for bladder crystals or stones to form in . These can cause irritation to the lining of the bladder , leading to  inflammation (cystitis) and infections,  pain and, more seiously , blockage of the urinary tract. Urinary blockage means a cat cannot pass urine, and without veterinary attention a cat will die .

Time to get off the soap box….


At the end of the day,  I would advocate that any responsible cat owner…or human that  cares for a cat…or cat ‘guardian’ …  should seek to do the best for the cat. Informed choices regarding their care should be made, including what they are  fed . This should be done with the individual animals best interests at heart. If a pet owner still decides that this means feeding a vegan diet to their cat , the cat should have regular check ups scheduled with their vet, to ensure that the cat never suffers due to food source.


A different world


Day 3 and we turned to the ‘ Random act of wildness’ app for inspiration, as Mummy was lacking any. Sometimes I love technology.

A couple of taps on the trusty iPhone later and we had our inspiration. ‘Lift up a log’ it told us…’Look under fallen logs to discover weird and wonderful creepy crawlies.

‘ Shall we go on a mini beast safari?’ I asked…

‘Yeah……’ shout JoJo gleefully, and headed for the backdoor. C grabbed her wellies, put them on the wrong feet as per normal, and we headed off to check out the log pile.img_6911

At the back of the ‘wild patch’ lies the remains of an old chicken shed. The concrete base now houses our greenhouse, a dog kennel and a (currently empty and awaiting its owners) chicken coop, as well as a rather large log pile. We stacked the logs here a couple of years ago after some dead and dying trees were cleared around the farm. Untouched and undisturbed they have become a mini beast haven.

Turning over the first log sent several Brown centipedes scuttling off for cover. The millipedes were slower, with some not even bothering to uncurl themselves at all. Woodlice swarmed over each other, antennae twitching as they edged under neighbouring logs. The worms remained, wriggling in the leaf litter, along with two slugs that had been sheltering on the underside of the upturned log.

‘Put it back mummy, they are getting hot’ said C. Perfectly logical, as the sun was indeed blazing down over our little patch. I gingerly lowered the log, hoping I hadn’t squished any of the occupants in the process. After a quick check on the tadpoles that are living in our washing up bowl pond under the broken downpipe, we headed back inside as mummy was starting, ironically,  to burn.

Day 2 – Petrichor

TWT30DaysWild_countdown_02Torrential rain, memory loss and toddler tantrums. Not an auspicious start to the second day of our #30DaysWild, but as the saying goes, bad things come in threes. Once we had them behind us the day could only get better. With the mini farmers departing to spend time with relatives, the rain clouds rolling off into the distance and the garden beckoning I decided on a simple stroll around our ‘patch’; the wild, uncouth area that lies to the side of the farmhouse.


Once upon a time it was a more formal affair, with carefully tended rose beds and well pruned shrubs. Nowadays, through years of benign neglect, it is a tangle of weeds. Until last June, I found it an eyesore, and started trying to tame it back into some semblance of a tidy space. But with the arrival of 30 days wild, I started to see it as something different. No longer was it a messy disgraceful space, but home to all manner of ‘mini beasts’ . It provides food for birds, bats and foxes. So this year I left it wild and let nature run its course. Today, with the scent of petrichor hanging over the patch I set off to see what creatures I could find.

I came across this Scorpion fly perched atop a bramble leaf . These curious insects earn their name from their long scorpion-like tail. They feed on dead insects, including those trapped in spiders webs. Like some spiders, the male needs to placate the female during mating with a ‘nuptial gift’, so she isn’t tempted to kill him.

Next up, some day flying moths. This male long horned, or Fairy, moth was sunning himself on a nettle leaf. This species has amazingly, bordering on ridiculously,  long ‘filiform’ antenna. In this chaps case they were at least 4 times the length of his body, with an apparent life force all of their own.

On a neighbouring clump of nettles I spotted a micro moth, which turned out to be the rather aptly named ‘Nettle Tap’ moth.img_6845

With all my crashing around in the path (even though I was desperately attempting to avoid being ungainly) I disturbed a Silver-ground carpet moth. This moth is nocturnal but easily disturbed from its daytime resting spots. The caterpillars of this species feed on Cleavers and Primroses, which are plentiful in the ‘patch’.
Not to be outdone, several species of butterfly were fluttering around the patch. Only this speckled wood alighted long enough for me to snap a quick photo.


There were many, many more creatures flitting and skulking about the patch. I’m glad I bothered to let it stay wild. If we had mown the nettles, chopped all the brambles and pulled up the other assorted ‘weeds’ this little patch would be a whole lot poorer for it.