I, personally, have thought about going fully vegan for a while now. Just hadn’t ever committed to it. But here we are and it has been a month since Nick and I decided to, both, become vegan! I know that isn’t much. But it is a huge step in the right direction. If anyone knows my husband they know that he his a giant meat-eater. Anything from chicken sandwiches, chicken nuggets, pastas with chicken, everything! Chicken has always been his most favorite food. So, I was a little hesitant to ask him if he wanted to join me in attempting to become fully vegan. After a deep discussion on how we may be only be 23, we’re still 23, and need to get our good habits in and our bad habits out NOW. Surprisingly he was more than willing to do it when our discussion turned towards how many animals we’d collectively and individually be saving annually.
You see, we have two fur-babies, Butters and Trixy. They have the biggest personalities! Butters is a 18-year-old, ginger, large, fluffy cat who enjoys lounging around all day any where he can constantly be pet and have his people in plain eyesight. He has to have a full bowl about 80% of the day or he is not having it and there will be absolutely no sleeping, eating, anything! We adopted him from a women on the military base Nick is stationed at when her son decided the kitten was his rough housing toy! Dumping peach juice on him so they were having to give him baths several times a day, throwing him around, it was awful. He’s the biggest sweetheart. He just really wants to be around his people all the time. Other than that, he doesn’t care about much else. Trixy is a 7-year-old, solid black cat. We adopted her from the Little Rock Animal Village here in Arkansas. She was only three weeks old, her whole body could fit into the palm of my hand. We were told that her and her brother were abandoned out front of the animal village in a cardboard box while it was storming. Also, that her brother she came in with had been adopted earlier that morning. So, they were really advent about finding her a place where she wouldn’t be alone. Now she talks/meows more than any cat I have ever seen! She is constantly talking to my husband, curling up in his lap, watching him as he talks, rolling around all cute-like to get our attention. She’s still pretty tiny, too. Which is fun to see the contrast between our two babies. I suppose the reason I’m giving you their background story is because we’ve finally seen the light. If I wouldn’t eat my precious fur babies, why would I eat anything else? To think that there’s other animals out there, calves, ducks, rabbits, chickens that have their own personalities as well. I no longer can stand the thought of eating something that could bring so much life, light, and joy into the world. We’re striving to be the best cat-meowmy-o and cat-daddy-o we can be!
Below are some photos of our fur babies when they were first adopted and present day!
Meet Trixy! She was three weeks old and this was on her way to her new home. She’s still just as curious and precious.
Meet Butterscotch, AKA Butters! A fluffy, food grubber. This is what he decided was the best idea when he very first walked into his new home. Eat!