I was at home with my family when they took me. We saw them coming and knew it was time. I had outlived my purpose. I have nothing left to give. I could try to run and hide, but what good would it do? I said my goodbyes and kissed my children. I looked up to the warm summer sky and held back the tears. I had always loved the way a summer’s day felt. The heat on my skin and the wind in my hair.

They grabbed me and walked me over to the vehicle. I tried to do as I was told. They pushed and shoved me in every direction. I fell in the mud a few times. They didn’t help me up. They only shouted at me till I got to my feet. 

I could see old friends of mine walking the same path. I felt sympathy for them and their families. We all knew it would go this way, we just didn’t want to believe it.

They loaded us up. We all looked at each other with the same thought running through our minds. Some of us talked to each other to calm our nerves. As they drove, I saw pastures I wished I was in. I remember the good times I had in the past. The way the grass felt and the way the flowers smelled. 

We finally arrived at the facility, and my heart sank. The end was getting closer. I wanted to run or make a scene. Something to stop what was coming. I wasn’t ready yet!

They herded us down a narrow shoot, one behind another. We all moved as one. Unable to run away, only moving closer. Closer to the sound of a pressurized shot, then the thud. With every step I took, it got louder. They called it stunning. It is supposed to be humane, so we don’t feel them bleed us out.

God have mercy on us.

Finally, it was my turn. I had watched and heard the others in front of me. I knew what was coming. I could hear the blood rushing through my veins. Everyone I love will meet this same fate. 

I looked down the barrel of that gun with hopelessness. I knew our fate and knew I couldn’t stop it. They had herded us for the slaughter. They pulled the trigger. I flinched as the bolt went into my brain. It was over. 

***

The other cows walked to their demise the same way.

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