Well, it’s like this.  I used to have a pet cow called Bessie.  I kept her in my apartment.  Whenever I sat down to watch TV, she’d jump on my lap and often broke my ribs.  I also had to hold down three jobs in order to feed her.

The final straw, though, was when we played “catch” and I threw a ball at her and she crashed through the wall into the next door unit.  My neighbors ended up suing me after one of them was sent to the emergency room.

So after all of that, I figured screw it, might as well eat her.

But that was an excellent question!