The next day I untied him and put him on the chopping board, then fed him some beef. While he chewed happily I took a knife, and chopped off his tail. He mooed! And he squirmed away. I caught his fatty rump and stabbed it. He screamed. I took a pair of scissors and cut off his ears and two of his mooders. I chopped his leg off and snipped off his penis. Moomoo fainted from the immense pain. I washed his blood off by throwing him into a pail of water, but the blood flowed even more profusely. When he woke up, his wounds were already half healed. I let him continue healing and cooked his body parts. When he woke up the second time, his wounds were raw but healed. I fed him his body parts. He chomped happily, already forgotten about what had happened.