Vegetarian yes but the beef goes in my pocket along with my change.
"Change, the only constant."
Companion for a bribe.
Cold. Freezing. He, perhaps she, has suffered tonight.
There I see, behind the vertical spaces, and already circling in anticipation.
Hands fumble but push the beef in.
MASSIVE teeth and a huge head made for tearing flesh from bone delicately take the offering.
Making my bi-monthly Karmic investment.
One day this monster may get loose.
He, or she, I surmise will then eat a small child in celebration of their newfound freedom or possibly put the bite on a baby's ass.
Not my ass. Bribery changes a monster's cold heart.
Satisfied, and with a little NLP "doggie dog" anchor in place for good measure, I, the wise vegetarian, walk on past the pacified chops-licking meateater wondering if it's OK to smell the wrapper.
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