Eating meat is feeling increasingly wrong to me these days. I think of somebody eating my beloved cats or my parrot and I feel heartsick. But what really is the difference between eating a cat and eating a pig, or between eating a parrot and eating a chicken?

Denis Leary's routine on the matter is funny ("You're a squirrel? Okay, you're cute, you can go. You're a cow? Get in the truck, you're dinner and a baseball glove!") but not, I think, morally or ethically coherent or justifiable.

SKUNK KABOBS!!!

Those people are fuckin savages

Hi Lexi, This story can't be told enough. Being a cat person myself, I can't understand what kind of person would do this to such a beloved and wonderful animal.

Which is why I never eat down china town!!

Many cats here go missing, it makes you wonder!!

When cats disappear here it's because of coyotes.