Today, I witnessed my first animal slaughter. I watched my roommate slice a chicken’s throat, pluck the feathers off, rip the guts out, and chop it up for dinner. No chicken running around with its head cut off. Just a clean cut to the jugular followed by a trip to the bucket. I hope I never have to actively participate in such an act. Baring witness to it was plenty enough experience for me! However, considering the sleep deprivation this animal caused me upon my arrival here in Bechem, this death did bestow upon me some level of joy. Ahhh…the sweet taste of revenge.
So, no more early morning wake up calls? Loving the Blog!
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