The stomach has no conscience,
Just feelings for its gut,
Does not consider consequence,
Just like some brain-dead sap,
The brain kicks in on hunger pangs,
And when the stomach crumbles
It bares its claws and fangs,
All while the conscience mumbles,
You could have does it say,
When satisfied the gut,
Ate veggies or Satay,
Instead your poor wee mutt. ©13/05/2010
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but surely brewer's droop
I would eat more veggies
But they always make me...well you know;-)Patrick
& I seen on a documentary that once a year
a huge celebration ritual occurs & they take one family dog
from the group of families & they cook & eat it as a
special offering. We can't see how they do it, but also
in fairness to their culture they don't understand why
we cringe to it.
...as for the cutie photo he will be safe in my yard & of course
everyhting else which visits-it is the safetly zone even with
my bird dogs.
Love & Vegetarians
Vickie
So sadly, neither do many human hearts and minds, today.
Georg
John