Many's a morning, I got up early to trek across a field to the pig pen. They did not live crammed into a small building, but lived their lives outdoors. I fed them, checked for any problems, cleaned out any 'muck' and made sure they had clean straw. Then I went home and had my breakfast. At the end, I loaded them into a trailer and saw them off to the nearest abattoir. When I got a carcass back, I butchered it, packed the meat and froze it. Over time, I ate it.
As an atheist, 'god' doesn't enter into my food choices, but as far as possible, I only eat meat, fish, chicken etc... when I know where it came from and how it has been treated. I have no intention of changing my diet.