When I have to cull or kill anything, it sounds strange, but I thank it before the deed is done. It makes me feel more humane. Although my darling sis-in-law told me when I hatched 5 roos and 4 hens that if I "killed" any of them "we would have to re-evaluate our friendship".
Eeek, I managed to give 4 roos away, keeping one, and then this spring I had to give him away as he was to busy with the girls, needing a bigger flock.
Pets are pets. Food is food, if you can do it, good for you. I wish I could raise meat birds, but honestly, I don't think anyone else could eat them except me.
For the first time in my life I have found weird people like myself that is nuts over my favorite pets!