Hints That I Would Become Vegan
Every great story involves foreshadowing. Something within us really loves the notion of fate and the idea that we’re steadily progressing toward a goal that we may not even see. When I became vegetarian and then vegan within a month or so, many people felt that it all came out of nowhere. Nonetheless, there were definitely signs, and here are a few of my favorites.
- Burying Allyson and Jen’s hamster outside our dorm with a soup ladle shovel.
- My aversion to squashing bugs.
- The time I escorted a very large and very angry huntsman spider out of my kitchen sink using cardboard boxes and oven mitts for protection.
- The time I spent most of the evening socializing with a caged up, hissing, probably rabid cat that had bitten a child at church.
- Sitting with one of my little dwarf hamsters and calmly petting her soft fur as she died.
- Rescuing a mouse in my parent’s house from certain death at the hands of my cat Henry by picking him up by the tail and putting him out in the field behind our house.
- Always making my brother, sister, and wife remove the fish from my hook when forced to go fishing.
- Being staunchly unwilling/unable to spear live bait onto a fishing hook…even to the point of insisting on using white bread as bait when I was a child.
- Unwillingness to be around when fish were being “cleaned”.
- Feeding the ants outside my apartment pieces of whatever I happened to be eating as I headed out to work.
- Disgust at fur clothes.
- Crying when my brother shot birds with his pellet gun.
- Choosing which college to attend primarily based on the amount of squirrels and wildlife on the campus.
- The surge of punk rock anger and righteous indignation when I’ve seen people hit their animals.
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