21 Mar

wild pigs

I was driving home tonight and a wild pig ran across the street in front of me. Made me smile.

The first time I saw a wild pig he was laying in the back of a truck. I had no idea he was dead. I was sad. Story of my meat eating life. How could I be sad when I ate bacon? Hamburgers? Chicken Caesar Salad? Shrimp Scampi? Seriously conflicted.

The last time I saw a wild pig laying in the back of a truck I knew he was dead. Hikers were taking their picture next to the no longer breathing animal. I hoped his life ended as humanely as possible. I thanked God I stopped eating meat. No longer conflicted. Only sad. Is it OK though to be thankful the pig was hunted in the wild vs raised on a factory farm? UGH. Conflicted again.

If you stop eating meat will you be happier? Yes. I don’t know. Maybe. If you stop eating meat will you get skinny? Yes. No. I don’t know. Maybe. If you stop eating meat will the cumulative case of the willies go away? No.

So what did I have for dinner? Organic orzo with halved cherry tomatoes, fresh basil, olives, capers, a little vegan butter, olive oil and the juice of one lemon. No recipe.

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What is my favorite new snack? Organic Pumpkin Seeds!

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Talk to you soon.

Tracey

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