The meat shop

My Dad worked in a meat shop, selling all types of meat everyday of the week.

 I was a vegetarian so of course I hated the thought of killing any animals.

 One day I asked Dad if there was any chance of he would stop killing animals and selling their meat,

 instead he should start a fruit and vege shop!

 He replied, “If pigs could fly!”

 I groaned and trudged outside ready to head home.

 I looked up and started to sway my head, then froze right above me flew a pink, porky pig!

 “Look up! Can you see that flying pig Dad” I yelled.

By Anna