Even if I had any desire to become a vegetarian...the universe is telling me not to.
To understand that statement...we must go back in time.
Imagine a 12 year old boy; we'll call him Josh. He planted a huge, wonderful garden and tended to that garden. He hoped it would flourish and he could show off his hard work. Sadly...everything was ruined. He woke up one morning to find his entire garden gone. It was completely wiped out. His pigs had gotten out and had a very large midnight snack.
Fast forward to 5 years ago. little Josh had now become a man and decided to finally tackle a garden again. He planted it later than everyone else and they all mocked him and told him that it wouldn't grow. A couple months later they were staring jealously at the tall stalks of corn, the amazing amounts of red tomatoes and the crisp, sweet peas. All summer he stared at that corn, waiting for it to be ready for picking. About a week before that was going to happen...his cows got out and trampled the corn. Every stalk was crushed to the ground.
This brings us to the present. Josh planted some of the garden last week. Carrots, potatoes and lettuce were carefully laid in straight lines and a smile was upon his face. He just knew that this year...was his year. He didn't own pigs or cows this year, so there would be no chance of them breaking down the fence and destroying his hard work.
neighbors down the street do have cows.
And they did get out of their fence.
And they did find our garden.
And they did trample it.
Happily, Josh ran them off and saved the garden. I'm pretty sure that once everything starts sprouting he'll be sleeping in the yard...protecting his hard work.