And what would be the deciding factor for which animal goes where? Like..."Ok, little piggy, you bit me, so you're in the food barn!" (do pigs bite people?!) Or..."Hi there little cow, you're awfully friendly, you're my pet now."
Just about any animal will bite under the right circumstances. I do hear, however, that un-gelded male Shetland Ponies are professional biters and are the perfect cure for the Disney-brainwashed who tend to think that all animals want to dance and talk and sing and be our friends.
There's some or another movie where they use pinned hogs for disposal of mob hits. (I'm guessing Zero, Zao, Tore, or Ugly can tell us which one.)
My take on the situation would be one barn, keep em all together, eat the ones that are right to eat. And here's where I loose a few of you... what's so wrong with eating an animal anyway? Many of the best meals I've eaten were named meals. "These pork ribs brought to you by Porky Pig" "Come to the table, I've finished frying up Cathy the Chicken" "Hey are these burgers Lancelot or Guinevere?" I think that a good farmer names his (or her) animals and cares for them well, even like pets at times, right up until they are careful to be properly cooked. But truly, as many roadside stands and hole in the wall restaurants of various persuasions as I have dined at delightfully, I am confidant that there is a chance I've eaten someone's pet... Mr. Whiskers or Lassie or Marmaduke. I've heard good things about Guinea Pig, that it's sort of like all dark meat chicken, less greasy than duck. I Adored the Guinea pigs we had as kids, and I'd eat one if prepared by someone who knew what they were doing with it. I've eaten rabbit, and will do it again, but one of my dearest pets was a littler box trained rabbit. I accept that God intended for us to eat thing, even cute things from time to time.I draw the line at cannibalism, I can't eat shrimp, and beyond that, I've little in the way of food qualms. If appropriate for the culture I happen to be surrounded with at the time, I will eat just about anything, so long as the person that cooked it is willing to eat the same as me.
I have pet sheep we don't eat. My sheep are different from other peoples, they are all different colours so easy to recognise.
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For a moment I thought that was a border collie mixed in with the herd! Cute Sheep, leelee!