He was racing to get in line for lunch, when

He was racing to get in line for lunch, when Jasmine cut in front of him. She had done this every day this week and he was just sick of it.

He took his tray and whacked Jasmine on the head with it. Unfortunately, he misjudged his swipe, and his strength, because he decapitated her. The dinnerladies got covered in gore,

and then Raja the Tiger growled but a little of Jasmine's blood touched his lips. A new light sparkled in his eyes. He rubbed his face on her neck stump. High on blood lust he

gripped her lifeless, headless corpse and locked his jaws on the stump of her neck. Blood gushed down his throat. Raja was no longer a pet Tiger. He was--. "NO!" screamed Aladdin

"No Raja!" Down boy. It happened so fast. My beloved pet had been overcome with instinct, a true carnivore no longer happy with the ground rabbit sold by whole foods

made sure my moms live in vegetarian boyfriend had given his last lecture about the benefits of a holistic diet of polyunsaturated grains. After that Raja took a nap. Mom returned

system and taken her over completely. She was doomed to be a vegetarian forever, unless...

she could fool the system like they'd done with tofurky. She'd take various animal products and mash them together into the shape of fruits. Like a cow apple or a pork banana.

Or ape grapes. She shaped fruit into nuts (ape Grape Nuts), then crisps (ape grape nut crackers), then barrels (ape grape nut Cracker Barrels). She filled the barrels with monkeys.