I've seen my fair share of cows. In fact I was born on a tiny dairy farm my hippy-dippy mother decided to run. (She had more 1970s spirit than business sense.)
I remember seeing cows at the county fair when I was a kid. They had a butcher's chart showing the different cuts of meat hanging over the cattle! I became a vegetarian after that trip - for about three weeks.
It looks like you have an interesting childhood! My mother is not too much in the '70 spirits (before to meet my father she wanted to be a Sister ^^), but in a tiny village where we lived there are some farmers and so it was common for me to see animals. I also "tried" to become vegetarian (for a couple of months), but at the end the Fiorentina steak was too taste to resist ^^
Yeah me too. Poor cows. It's not their fault they're so delicious.