Exactly. Unfortunately when I became a vegetarian I was not so lucky. My uncle owned a farm and, like lots of beef farms, he would kill them for meat. Well one day there when I was no older then nine, I walked outside, looked at the barn, and there was a cow, hanging there. It disturbed me to the point of tears and I could hardly talk all day; I was disturbed for the rest of the day.Originally Posted by caseysmom
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