I think that I would be able to get around the sensitivity issue by just making sure they know its going to be coming and preparing them in the years before hand whats to come. I would especially make any of my daughters do this...I wrote this out on FB too and my sister was like "omg what about the girls?! my daughter would be so upset" I almost wanted to be like well that's because you raised her for weakness and cowardice. Which is harsh, but not untrue. I am and have always been a very sensitive person, which is why I think shit like this up. I remember as a kid feeling strange about wondering where the meat was coming from, I researched it and watched all the videos on slaughter houses etc and it really fucked with my head, especially the sick horrible industrialized process of forcing these animals through valleys of steel and misery... Over time I came to accept death and understood that life feeds on life, it never bothered me, but it DID bother me being separated from the process. So I befriended a hunter (family friend) and made him take me deer hunting and I killed my 1st deer. And I cried for what I had done, but that's where I am sensitive, I was willing to accept that pain for what I have done and wore it on my soul like a badge in honor of the deer I had killed. It was the least I could do, accept that pain and guilt for my actions. It made me respect and accept reality for what it is. I think it was a very important lesson. I dont pretend that death is sterile and try to hide from it, its all around us, I embrace it, its the only sure fire way to exist in this world in an honest fashion IMO. We are raising generations of weaklings who are scared to hell of death, we insulate our children with pink and blue fuzzy stuffed animals and feed them meat that doesnt look like it was once alive... for christs sake have you ever seen how they make a chicken mcnugget at mcdonalds? The entire process is so revolting I will never eat that shit again. I dont believe telling them and letting them watch is enough... if animals are good enough for us to eat, then we should be good enough to get our hands dirty. Sensitive or not.