Now as I read your post, in comfort, with my pet rabbits running about...somewhere along the way I lost the ability so to speak to sense the line between food & friends.
I am probably not alone in this these days.
I made the mistake of making a pet of one of the rabbits, even giving her a name. The day came when I had to kill her for the table. That was seventy years ago, but the trauma is still with me.