My beloved pet vulture Clyde died yesterday, apparently of natural causes, unlike Boris before him, who was crushed by a semi while having his road kill breakfast of unknown origin. I loved Clyde, but hadn't had him long enough to really get attached to him. It's for that reason that I have decided to have Clyde for my next Thanksgiving Dinner instead of the traditional turkey. I found... Clyde beneath my cable TV antennae, unconscious, warm, but apparently dead. I put his remains in a nice plastic Hefty Bag and then into my freezer, where he will remain until Thanksgiving morning. I can think of no finer tribute to my beloved pet than to have my family and friends partake of his remains. I know that Clyde would understand
Clyde might understand but the law won't. The turkey vulture species receives special legal protections under the Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918 in the United States,[8] by the Convention for the Protection of Migratory Birds in Canada,[68] and by the Convention for the Protection of Migratory Birds and Game Mammals in Mexico.[68] In the US it is illegal to take, kill, or possess turkey vultures, and violation of the law is punishable by a fine of up to $15,000 and imprisonment of up to six months.[67] It is listed as a species of Least Concern by the IUCN Red List. Populations appear to remain stable, and it has not reached the threshold of inclusion as a threatened species, which requires a decline of more than 30 percent in ten years or three generations.[1]
Well it certainly is better for you and your friends to partake of Clyde...then Clyde to partake of you and your friends! I am sorry for your loss @Lon Tanner...and if what @Chrissy Cross says is true you might pick a different pet next time around.
Just for reference, in the Old Testament it is not permitted to eat any birds of prey, or birds that eat already dead meat they did not hunt themselves. They are unclean. That said, I do hope you are being facetious about eating your pets, or about having vultures as pets? [I used to work with the San Francisco Zoo raptor program and grew very fond of the rather glum vulture who lived there, so I do know that it is possible to like them.]
A woman was experiencing her first flight in an airplane, and remarked to her companion: "Wow...we must really be up high...those cars down there look like ants!" Her companion replied: "They ARE ants...we haven't taken off yet!": Sorry, Hal
I have had Boris since he was a mere hatchling. He was crushed to death on Highway 80 while consuming his Road Kill Breakfast. When I had my home he nested in the chimney and since my move to a apartment he lived on my balcony. RIP BORIS