Master of two worlds

Sometimes I have these bizarre questions/thoughts/ideas.  I know my old roommate use to have them too because she often expressed them aloud.  Hers were a little more disturbing and graphic than mine ex. "Do bums have sex?"

The other day I was eating beef jerky and I looked inside my bag and this is what happened...


Is this meat from one cow? or multiple cows?


When did he die?


Wait,  someone said cows are used for milk and bulls are used for meat, so it was a bull.


So when did this bull die?


Was he in a factory or did he roam the range?


How old was he?  


Could I have eaten another part of him somewhere else? Perhaps at a steak house?  Chipotle?