I look at it like this. I raise them well, they live free and enjoy life for the time they are here. I make sure they die fast, and we do not waste anything. I know my animals enjoyed ever minute they had, safe, sound and with some fun. I feel better eating them than the birds at the store. The ones crammed in cages, living in their own filth, never flapping a wing, scratching the ground, seeing water, never "living". Sure, I can run to the store, and pretend to be ignorant to where my food comes from, but thats true hypocrisy. Even my vegan friends have a hard time arguing about what we eat. The usual spiel is cut short due to the life our animals have. I hope this helps.
Liz