I work as a zoo technician in a large farm, a room in a 3-room apartment was given for housing, no one lives anymore. In connection with the situation in Ukraine, a lot of “refugees” come to the farm. I was housed by a young family. On the first day (afternoon) the following situation happened. I came from work for lunch, decided to get a chicken for the evening to cook...I got it, I cooked it in the evening, of course, I couldn’t condemn the chicken in one barrel, there was a lot left. I say to the boy (the head of the family): Eat a chicken, and then I will have a lot.And he answers: No, thank you, I am a vegetarian... well as a vegetarian, fat I eat, and meat almost no. Maybe my son and wife will eat, and I am still a vegetarian.