Tuesday, November 14, 2006
The Vegan and the Hunter
At the same time, she was also reading Mad Cowboy. After reading this book, she became enraged and enlightened. She wanted to make a choice in her life.
So she quit. Quit meat. Quit dairy. Quit animal products altogether. She cut down on her sugar. She learned to make dishes with tofu and nuts and beans. She has incorporated vegetables and fruits into her life. She has made herself a happier person.
A few years ago at this same time, she and I had gotten into a little fight about turkeys. She was trying to inform me of the life of a turkey. I was trying to inform her that turkeys are stupid. That turkeys will go out in the middle of a rainstorm, turn their head up for a drink of water, and drown themselves. She informed me of the deplorable conditions of turkey farms.
She is empassioned in her life pursuit of living a vegan life.
It would all be the picturesque life of perfection if it weren't for the fact that her husband bagged his 10th buck with his bow this morning.
In her garage are 10 deer heads, two turkey skins, rifles, hunting and fishing gear, deer stands, and a fish that sings "Take Me to the River."
In her backyard is a target for practice, and a foam deer, implanted in the ground.
On the wall right before you walk into their house is a calendar with the following slogan: Top of the Food Chain.
She tries, but sometimes you just can't change everyone.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
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