Meat is Meat (a christmas tale) br br Santa came running up the road his coat was open br exposing a hairy belly, arms full of parcels, asked br me if I was a vet, because Rudolf had broken its leg. br Told him I was a destroyer of Christmas, took delight br telling children that Santa was their own uncle Ted) br every child got an uncle Ted) but was willing this once br to help him out. I called a Lapland friend, who has br a herd of reindeer lives in a tent and is dressed for br year long winters, he gave us a reindeer for free as br he too was a sentimental fool and had eight children. br Problem solved, but what about Rudolf? We sent him br to an abattoir where he was humanly slaughtered, br (humanly, means he was shot through its head when br eating carrots) as a reindeer is too cute to eat its flesh br was sold as veal, which is meat of doe eyed calves.