Or, why I became vegetarian for a time when I was a boy.
One day, riding my horse Prancing Star, I came across a chicken truck. Hundreds of chickens, tightly packed in stacked cages, half of them dead, the alive ones freaking out. Horrific.
And those are the lucky ones—the chickens who don’t get dumpstered.
Bottom photo via Treehugger:
hot on elephant
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