They Connect. They Love. And They Mourn.

It has been argued in the comments to various posts that animals do not feel--that they do not bond with one another, that they do not love, and that they do not mourn when one of their companions or family members dies or is killed. These arguments have been without basis. The argument to the contrary is not.

I personally disagree with some of the choices one prominent animal sanctuary has made in recent years, but even while making decisions I consider counterproductive, this sanctuary hasn't stopped doing good things too or stopped taking loving care of the animals it has rescued, and today, they tell a story that needs to be shared. I will let you read most of the story for yourself, including the amazing story of how Cinci the cow came to be at the sanctuary in the first place, but I will include here the part I think it is most important for people who make the just-mentioned arguments to read:

The adoration and devotion the herd felt for Cinci in return was never more apparent than when she, after six years of living among dear friends at the sanctuary, suddenly lost use of her back legs and became immobile. As we anxiously awaited results of veterinary diagnostics, Cinci’s friends, Maxine and Robin, stayed by her side — and remained there constantly through that first difficult night. The next morning, we received the tragic news that Cinci had spinal cancer, a terminal illness that often progresses quickly in cattle and only becomes apparent when the size of the tumor increases and causes sudden pressure on the animal’s spine. With heavy hearts, we also learned that this cancer could not be kept at bay.

When it came time to say goodbye to Cinci, the herd gathered close around her. One of the eldest steers, Kevin, stepped forward to lick her face, while Iris, an older female, licked her back, soothing and keeping her calm up until she took her final breath. After our beautiful girl passed, every member of the herd approached to say goodbye, each one sharing with Cinci one last moment of affection. Though heartbreaking, the herd’s mourning ritual was also beautiful and comforting, as there was no doubt that Cinci not only lived, but also died knowing that she was cherished by all.

Don't tell me they don't love. Don't tell me they don't mourn.

Read the rest of Cinci's story and see her memorial slideshow here.