Vegetarian Irony

At the pound is where I had my dreams royally crushed by my sister. I had told my sister I wanted to work in animal care, basically be a veterinarian. She told me that I would have to be a vegetarian if I wanted to be a veterinarian. I was crushed I knew I was too much of a carnivore to ever give up meat therefore I could never be a veterinarian. I left the pound in dismay until a few years later I learned this to be untrue. I was so happy, the irony is that a few years later I became a vegetarian
anyway.