Entry 3

The mental.

The idea of killing a animal does not bother me one bit. I have to eat. Sure, there are alternatives like tofu and other wonderful stuff, but I dont think any of them will give me the same amount of protein per dollar/hour invested, or the challenge, or the self discovery.

Im all for people eating less meat, more veggies. Heck, I do that. But talk about provenance. I saw the thing wander around, eat, breathe, and then expire.

The hunt might turn out to be a terrible disaster, or I might not be able to actually do it once Im confronted with the beast.

BUT to learn the limits of my mental and physical endurance will never be available at the Healthy Butcher, or Loblaws. I wont know what was it like to feel the ground crunch, and the wind and the crisp air. To know that I, a human, can look at an animal in the face, kill it, gut it, and eat it. To know that I have it in me to accomplish anything I put my mind to. Maybe next time I'll turn my mind to curing cancer, or saving puppies.

Maybe I'll turn a vegetarian or vegan again. I doubt it.