One of Us, One of them

A few days ago, I invited a few friends over for lunch. We were all loyal non-vegetarians. Well,almost. Save for one. She was a vegetarian.
And as the six non vegetarians loaded their plates with different parts of a chicken, coated with gravy, she cringed.
and cringed.
and cringed some more.
And then I thought.
What separates us from vegetarians? sure we tend to enjoy a few morsels of meat a little more than those leafy veggies you seem to find everywhere, But apart from that is there anything really different? Nope, we don't have pointy incisors like most carnivores do, nor do we have claws to tear out the meat. For every one of us, there's one of them. Well, sometimes there's more of us, but I don't think we should get into details.
Its not that we are heartless and don't think about the hundreds of thousands of fluffy yellow chicks which are reared to be slaughtered to feed us, we just swallow the guilt, which may or may not contain a bit of the chicken too. :)
Whoever needs to worry about what came first, the chick or the egg, when you can eat both.
And as one of my frequently-worn T-shirts rightfully says, "Why call animals meat, if you cant eat them?"