I eat *censored*, in fact I had *censored* for dinner and breakfast, and will probably have *censored* for dinner and tomorrow's breakfast. While I aspire to an 80% vegetarian diet, I find I like *censored* more when I'm doing something stressful or physical. Cave man diet is kind of made for me, y'know?

My dog begs for scraps of *censored* when I'm cooking.

And when I'm eating... he's a beggar.

My cats like to catch *censored* and eat them. Somehow that seems more "right" than me catching *censored* in traps. Circle of life and all that.

(Nanci, what happened?)