Hilarious.
I use to lead cows into a slaughterhouse, and it wasn’t easy, but bright lights and a penchant for follow the leader helped. Big dumb animals are difficult to predict and admittedly this is grisly work. But people like to eat beef and this is where it comes from.
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My month as a slave to cattle was as brief as I could leave it, and had admittedly little to do with the actual cows, but was more about their shit. Knee deep shit, sprayed on the fields, scraped out of the loafing sheds, and embedded into my skin like my own scent it took some time to wash away.
Dairies are a much different environment for cattle, and carting them off to the 'dry' pastures to await impregnation is the worst of indignities they face there. Well, there's the cruel impact of mastitis, hiplocks, and the endless hand milking of the infections from their bloated, septic udders, that can bear a burden approaching 50 kilos, literally impossible to strip clean on a busy dairy that can more easily replace even a good producer than to nurse it back to health.