Two of our steers were taken in today for processing. I bottle fed these two as they were purchased from someone else. Our neighbor that very kindly took them in for us brought his trailer over several days ago so we could feed them in it daily to get them used to going in there. Good plan and very thoughtful. He and another neighbor not quite believing it would work, promised to be here at loading time so they could watch the entertainment. The two steers had no problem going in at first until one of them starting beating up on the other inside the trailer. We began to think that they just might get their entertainment after all. As it turns out the steer that had been on the receiving end of the roughing up happened to be the only one near the trailer at feeding time (the bully being distracted by one of our Jerseys that was in heat and making a lot of racket) and gladly ran in to have first dibs on the feed. With a little coaxing the other one followed us up to the trailer and boarded to enjoy his breakfast. Lucky for the first one that this trailer has a divider that was closed after he boarded that separated the two of them. Whew.
I shed a few tears as I looked at them (you can't help but get attached to them) and left to finish my chores and go inside.
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Sounds like it worked out all right. Oh grandma they are just cows, trust me if i was there i would have been rejoicing! I love beef and I hated those steers. lol. Ok, so maybe i don't like the fact they have to die, but i do like the beef idea. :)
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