Well ok.
After this last little bit of conversation took place I had my chipmunk, my squirrel(s?), and finally my (apparently now resident) possum show up, very cutely I might add, to my bird feeders.
You'd have to come through me to get to them to kill.

But that said, if you're going to eat meat, at the end of the day what's the difference if it's a cute one you see often or just an old scrounger?
Or a cow or pig that has been groomed for the kill?

I didn't plan not eating meat. It (and ALL THE PINK SLIME!! Lack of regulations.....keeping it clean and....healthy) just happened.
Ya know?

I was just about to post that when I stopped and thought.
No. For me, as I age, I just don't want to kill something to eat just to give me pleasure.
I would like to think somebody wouldn't do that to me.


"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...it's about learning how to dance in the rain."