Right, right, right. "Isaac" is in the fridge now. I named him because he was the coolest rooster I have ever had. He didn't fit the breeding program. Even those that fit the program will be harvested eventually. When I set him aside for a day of starvation before killing I was reminded of Abraham and Isaac. I had raised and hand-fed this friend since he was a chick. I felt the pain of the irony, and I knew that there would be no burning bush to save his life. I will eat him, and I will respect the nourishment that he provides. I will also remind myself that he lived because we eat chickens. If we didn't do that, there would be billions fewer chickens on this earth. Each of our species promotes the life of the other. We should not only appreciate them, we should love and respect them.I still get close and I guess you could call them a type of pet for me....that closeness is why I take my responsibility for culling so to heart. I really and truly care about each bird out there, I smile and my heart warms when I see them, they have names and distinct personalities~I talk to them and treat them gently when I handle them. I never advise anyone to "not get too close" or "never name the meat chickens"...that's silly! Those animals deserve your attention, affection and love the same as all the others...maybe even more so, because they will nourish your body one day, which is an even closer bond between species.
I guess I just see these things a lot different than most folks....we bond very closely with the food animals here and always have. It makes it a little more difficult to cull for processing but why should that be an easy thing? Killing something should never be an easy thing. Doesn't have to be over dramatic, but it most decidedly shouldn't be "easy". Makes one appreciate the animal all the more if it hurts the heart to kill it and eat it. I never want to grow so detached that I don't get a little sad when I kill an animal.