Likely the most often asked question by my non-farming friends is “How can you care for animals for long periods of time and then send them to their death?”
I love animals. I love spending time around them, and I enjoy the daily interactions that go along with their care. To be a caregiver is both a responsibility and an honor, and I am thankful to play that role. The answer to the above question exists amidst my own philosophical belief that different types of animals hold different types of purposes…
- The stray dog that showed up one day at the feed yard lives in my house and falls under the category of “pet”.
- The horses that live in my back yard are supposed to fall under the category of “work animal” (but likely trend closer to ‘pet status’).
- The cattle that live at my feed yard are “food animals”.
I care for all of them with the same set of values as that is my God-given duty, but the actions of care that I provide differ depending on the animal’s purpose. Â
Cattle exist to turn non-edible resources (like grass) into products that people need: a nutrient dense protein source, leather, soap/cosmetics, and human pharmaceuticals to name just a few. They deserve a good life, but the end of life for a bovine holds a link to sacrifice as that is his express purpose.

Kurt and Jessa Karlberg
I’d like to take a moment to share “Benny’s story” as I think that it illustrates my answer to the above important question.
Benny was born on the Karlberg Ranch and lived briefly with his natural mother. Sometimes Mother Nature acts harshly, and Benny was orphaned not long after birth. He got a new “mama” by the name of Jessa Karlberg. Jessa bottle fed Benny until he was big enough to eat grass and grow on his own. He ate, slept, and played with herd mates.
Jessa cared and he thrived.
Benny had a good life.
When Benny weighed about 940# (14 months of age), he left the Karlberg Ranch and traveled to Will Feed. He traded grass for a feed yard casserole, and Jessa for me as a primary caregiver. He ate, slept, and played with herd mates. In just over 3 months, he gained 530#.
I cared and he thrived.
Benny had a good life.
Last Sunday, Jessa came to visit Benny. A couple of days later, I “put him on the bus” to head 20 miles down the road to the Tyson packing plant. Benny fulfilled his purpose, and offered 1450# of products to nourish and provide for all of us. By fulfilling his purpose, Benny returned all of the care that Jessa and I offered to him during his lifetime.
Benny had a good life.
Benny’s life resulted in products that, in turn, ensure that each of us has a good life. There is honor in that story. There is honor in Benny’s gift.
I think that it is time for all of us to celebrate the reality of food production — To have faith in the farmers and ranchers that dedicate their lives to raise animals like Benny. When we are thankful for the gift, we ultimately respect the sacrifice.
It’s okay to think of Benny, Jessa, and I when you eat a steak. Benny had a good life; and Jessa and I worked hard so that you could reap the benefit 🙂
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