Excuse me, but is that a pig head in your sink?
This is the pig head that stared at me while I ate parts of the back of his neck, fried in a little oil and salt. This experience has pretty much secured my identification as a carnivore. (My apologies to LL and other herbivores.



1 Comments:
Thank you but that's as it should be. You are living your truth! It's really the same thing as my realization that I wasn't a carnivore. It's all about inner peace. Besides, I have way less of a problem with what you're describing than I do with the big machine of the meat industry.
P.S. Your loving companion just showed up downstairs. He's fixing our termite infested porch steps.
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