The process in which a living animal is killed and becomes meat is fascinating. I was more intrigued than repelled by the stinking flesh and the bright red blood. I cannot say that I helped with the slaughter. However, I did chase the sheep, caught it and pinned it down between my legs in order to separate it from the others. I rolled up Gabriel's shirt sleeves and watched as he slit the sheep's throat. The meat that we ate later that evening was delicious.
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