Definitely Not Your Cat

2024.11.25

Good morning, that wonderful way.

Arise!

Your friendly Ghos+ here.

A morning person?

Nope.

A ghost. Pay attention.

Been partying all night in your dreams.

O/ Welcome back.

Winter tells the calendar to stuff it like a turkey and shows his cool self.

National Turkey Genocide Day this week.

Back in 2015 I went a week without eating meat, not for political or ethical reasons, for practical ones.

It was during the darkest days of illness. I simply didn't have meat in the house.

Going out wasn't an option.

My health improved from a lack of it, so I stopped and never looked back.

A curious thing to see others chomp on flesh after you've not for nearly a decade.

No matter how hungry I am I never look at Abe and say, "Yum."

There's no difference with the turkey other than compassion.

If God intended us to eat meat we'd have pointy teeth.

Form defines function business.

My stomach and health agree.

We all must make our own minds up about it, though.

No preaching here, just better health.

Back to the sky.

The time of morning when the moon watches over my shoulder as I write.

He's smiling today.

Must've been a good night.

A good day for prose.

Take care, try not to eat your dog (definitely not your cat), stay healthy, and have your better day.