Pretzel gets the vast majority of posts (well, he has his own blog), but Beeker can pull out just as much cute, as he did this morning, snoozing next to me on my robe on the bed. Difference between Pretzel and Beeker, Beeker will CUT YOU. So be careful with those belly rubs. Any hands in his reach are an invitation to spar!
I think this message alone is somewhat ineffective on meat eaters. I remember back before I was vegan or knew much about the environment, I always felt a sense of fatalistic apathy towards facts like this. It’s like, oh well, what are we going to do?
When they see that “70% of the Amazon has been destroyed to produce meat,” a lot of people don’t make the connection that they could do something about it if they just stopped eating that meat.
People think that it’s normal, that they have to, that it’s essential to good health. That’s what their culture tells them constantly, to hide the facts that meat is bad for us and that there’s nothing normal or natural about the abomination we call our meat production system. So they see something like this and just say “Oh well….”
But you can do something. Right now. Just stop eating meat. That’s it, just stop.
You can do it. You’ll discover plenty of delicious foods you never would have tried otherwise, and as long as you eat a variety of foods you’ll be much healthier. Not only that, but you’ll be doing your part to ensure the deforestation of the Amazon doesn’t keep progressing, and that countless animals don’t keep suffering and dying needlessly.
It’s really simple. The power is in your hands, and in your stomach. Just stop.
Please.
I’m reblogging this from my bodyrolling tumblr — P giving me a goodbye kiss before I headed to NYC this summer for my training. I missed him so much and am happy I get to spend more time with him now. Here’s the blog entry:
things I miss: Pretzel, my kitten (well, he’s over a year old now). Here he is literally licking my lips with a kiss the day I left. I am due some serious snuggle time when I return.
If you feel the need to see about a year’s worth of photos of him, they are here. (Yes, he has his own blog. Judge if you must.)
More things I miss here, here, here,
And most of all here.
Garden Buddha #goldenhour watkinsville, ga. 6 pm 9/25 (Taken with instagram)
Another nap with Lil P. We’re professionals, just so you know (Taken with instagram)
My little round friends (Taken with instagram)
Pretty afternoon light (Taken with Instagram at Studio in Athens)
just because
(Source: psykzz)
Go Ally! #goldenhour Athens, Ga. (Taken with instagram)
Got to see this lovely, hilarious movie this afternoon at Cine with some of my favorite friends, then have a small bite at The National after (it’s my favorite in all of Athens and really, pretty much all the world). It was a good day.
Plus it rained. And the tornado warning yielded no touchdowns in our neck of the woods, thankfully.
Came home to leftover cookies from yesterday, paired with Talenti vanilla bean (ice cream is a rare, rare treat) and two sweet kitties. Yes. A very good day.
I saw this orchid on the ground in the 14tg Street subway station on my last day in New York. (Taken with instagram)
#GoldenHour 6 p.m., Watkinsville, Ga. Summer’s sunflowers set to seed (Taken with instagram)