Well, day four of no meat eating. Little Lindsey is taking vegetarianism for a spin to see how she can handle it. So far, meat hasn't been tempting. Since we got our piglets a little bit ago, I've been told that the male will be slaughtered and fed to my family. Poor, poor Wilbur doesn't know that his whole life's purpose is to be killed and eaten. The female(whom I named Luna), will be raised to breed and her piglets sold.
I've been asked a few too many times why I'm quitting meat. Well, the answer is that I think of dying animals whenever I take a bite. As little of an answer that it may be, it's all that I can explain. It's the mental images that make me sick. Honestly, I don't lose my appetite easily, but I do when it comes to this. Bear with me, here. I just hope my dad doesn't decide to cook that much meat because I always feel terrible saying no to what he cooks.
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