Easily demonstrated by many measures: Basics: they poop and don’t need anyone to clean them. They don’t scream when a predator is around because they understand what can happen. They run from predators.
Simple: they can walk and run and find food for themselves at some point to become self sufficient.
Complex: they know who momma is and live in social groups for the most part. They communicate with each other.
Human babies never do any of this, and that has all sorts of ramifications that can be interpreted as funny, sad, or even cruel.
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we never eat babies…ha ha ha! Just pulling your leg. We don’t.
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we never jail babies…ha ha ha! Oh shoot.
Don’t go imagining things, it could hurt. Just think about these things while eating your delicious hamburger. Your burger meat was once smarter than a baby and had as much feelings as a baby does and more including memories. And they were jailed their entire life and were brutally murdered and pushed thru a grinder until they were just pieces of meat.
Most? Maybe some and what you are describing is cognitive and physical development. Given the lifespan of an animal and human it’s a bit of a bold thought.
Take a look at any house with multiple cats and humans and you should be able to get a good take on differing level of cognitive behaviour…just a good idea to measure your scale of intelligence amongst your domesticated animals.
It’s a shower thought.
You don’t eat your dog or cat unless you happen to be preordained by an orange turd entity. But normal human people don’t eat their cats or dogs because they form some sort of relationship.
When I was a kid my dad raised pigs and chicken. I don’t remember our pigs but I remember the chicken and I used to have a favorite chicken. It was my pet while for my mom and dad it was food. And it became food and I was told about later.
But now, I live in a neighborhood where silence appears to be golden even though we live next to a water airport Kenmore WA. You can’t make noises or the neighbors will quickly complaint. If you had a pig here and you planned to eat it, it would not be acceptable to kill it. It’s a sword with two sharp sides. On the one hand you want to raise your own food, on the other, murdering animals is no longer acceptable even when Everyone eats meat. You can murder thousands of animals… Just not where you live.
What does that mean? How do you learn to kill an animal if you can’t do it in your backyard? How do you become a butcher if you are not allowed at a plant unless you are employed there…simple, if you didn’t go to college and you’re at the end of the rope you go to a butcher shop and they train you. And that’s weird. You allow others to tell you how to murder animals so you can do that for a living to feed people who don’t want to murder animals but like to eat their meat and would not give you specifically a job doing something else.
The whole subject is full of weird twists and points of view. But if you ever lived in a small village and you hear intense pig squeals that end abruptly, you know that later on there will be crunchy pig skin fries. Life, death, and a flavorful meal along with horrific noises and blood everywhere are all connected. To a person, who has been there, done that, the sudden realization of the horror the pig gods thru, is both bothersome and just so evil. I can’t uneat all the animals I’ve eaten. And nutrition, I have my kids eat meat because I think its probably better for them than having some sort of special vitamin supplements.
It’s a deep shower thought.