Bulimia - One Owl’s Battle
I am bulimic. I am not proud of this but I feel that I need to openly admit it to help myself and for the betterment of owls everywhere. I’m not sure how it started and I am not pointing any wings. It could have been the pressures of our society to stay thin. Or maybe it was always being called the ‘fat bird’ of the parliament...I don’t know.
Last week I caught my reflection in the pond and I hated it. In fact, I was disgusted by it. When did that healthy, strong, Great Horned Owl turn into this pathetic pigeon-looking thing (no offense, pigeon friends)? My plumage was thinning, my eyes were vacant, and heck, I can barely muster enough strength to hold a field mouse in my beak (no offense to field mice). Want proof that I hit rock bottom? I started sleeping at night!
Look, I know sticking talons down my beak is wrong, but I can’t help myself. If I eat a frog, rodent, or snake I want to keep it down. Out of respect. I don’t want to waste you. So, please, if any of you have some advice I would really appreciate it.
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The answer to your dilemma is clear. You are suffering from a crisis of conscience. You need to stop eating frogs, rodents and snakes and become Vegetarian. Next time you have one of those primal carnivorous urges, pop a veggie instead and purge your soul of its terrible burden.