I’ve been to a slaughterhouse, as we used to call them, and witnessed the whole process as a child. It didn’t bother me at all. From living cow to side of beef in just a few minutes, and it was a chilly day and the side of beef meat was smoking vapor as it was still jerking on the hook...............
I grew up in a farming community, we raised our own beef, pork, and chicken.
When we fattened up a steer, a guy from town would come out, shoot the steer in the head, dig a hole, put up a large tripod with a pulley, winched up the dead animal, skinned it, gutted it into the hole he dug, haul of the carcass, cover up the guts, and was all done in less than hour.
When we slaughtered our own pork, my father was partnering with a neighbor, we would slaughter as many as 12 hogs in a day, we had to shoot each one in the head...nothing went to waste.