It seems like only yesterday that I met you, and now you are my dinner.
When a cow has twins, she rejects one of them. You were the one she rejected. So were both of your friends. Shortly after you arrived at my parents’ property, the neighbor kids named the three of you Thunder, Lightning, and Black Betty. I hope you had a nice life hanging out and munching on grass. I appreciate your sacrifice.
P.S. You are delicious.
Processing done by Merindorf Meats.