Working cattle, new ear tags and hair loss

Today, we worked our existing herd through the head gate. It was a chance to fix some ear tags that needed attention and a chance to treat some cows who were having an issue with their hair (no we didn’t give them a blow and a style.)

Sprinkles, #6 got a new tag. Now she's #50
Sprinkles, #6 got a new tag. Now she’s #50

Sprinkles lost her ear tag somehow. We managed to give her a new tag. She went from #6 to #50, although she will always be sprinkles.

Lightning, now #49, gets her turn in the head gate.
Lightning, now #49, gets her turn in the head gate.

Lightning finally received her ear tag, #49. She wasn’t excited about her first trip through the head gate but all went well once she was in.

Cows with patches of hair missing
Cows with patches of hair missing

We also have a new issue going around. Cow #7, #12, and #11 all have patches of hair missing around their necks and shoulders. I’ve talked to the vet and the current treatment is drenching the area in iodine. Today we treated #7 and #12. #11 was noticed late and didn’t get much of a treatment but we’ll keep an eye on her and get her back to treat if we see the iodine is working.

A few days after this post, we noted that a few more cows had hair loss as well. We pulled the entire herd back into the head gate and dewormed every cow with Noromectin pour on dewormer. This should give them plenty of protection till we can renter normal grazing in a few weeks.

Beef is back in stock!

The girls riding in my 1972 stepside chevrolet truck
Wildflower and The Princess

Despite the look, even the girls are ok with me selling some beef right now. Our beef freezer is groaning under the weight, and our backup overflow freezer is in the same shape. We have new cuts like Osso Buco, meaty soup bone (lots of meat on these!) and Ox tail and most of the old favorites like ribeyes, stew meat and New York strip in good quantities.

The ice and snow are gone so hit me up when you’re ready for some beef. I’ve updated our beef page so you can see what we have.

Don’t forget we have plenty of pork available as well.

A calf is born on the farm, #48

Saturday I was giving a tour to a very nice family, Drew, Kat and their three kids, two of which were newborn twins! We had a rather abbreviated tour because with kids and babies, you have to keep moving so I really didn’t get to explain our practices very well. Oh well, it was a beautiful day and they bought a smattering of products to try so I’m sure they will find something they like and we can talk more next time.

As we hopped on the gator and headed out to the pasture on our tour, I noticed that there was a calf sitting outside the wire of the temporary paddock. That’s not unusual as young calves can often walk right under the hot wire but this calf wasn’t marked like our other young calves. She was solid black and had no ear tag. I apologized and paused the tour so I could go check out this calf and sure enough we had a brand new calf on the ground. I was a bit perplexed because I knew we’d just been out there feeding a few hours before and had not seen a calf. And this calf was large and completely dry. Had this calf been born previously and we somehow overlooked it? I also didn’t see the mother anywhere.

a brand new calf
A brand new calf?

As you can see, this calf has a thick coat, is completely dry, and other than being wobbly looks at least a few days old. It’s hard to tell from this picture, but the calf was taller and heavier than normal as well.

Minutes old baby calf
Calf #48, unsteady on her feet but moving around

Of course I took the opportunity to show the family the new calf because how often do you get to see a brand new calf, just born? Plus with a mother of three riding along, I could use some maternal help finding the mother. Kat quickly noted that one of the cows was eating afterbirth. Sure enough #14 was the mother and had JUST given birth. I looked again at this calf, wobbling around unsteadily and knew from everything I was looking at that it was just born. We looked at the calf a bit more and then headed on for the rest of our tour.

After our family left, Miguel, Emily and I all went back out to the pasture to see the new calf and give her an ear tag. We did confirm it was a her so no banding was needed. After ear tagging, we stayed to make sure that the new calf nursed.

Calf nursing mother
Calf #48 nursing mom #14 for the first time

After a few minutes of the calf trying to nurse anything nearby, other cows, steers, other calves, she finally got next to mom and was able to latch on. Once that happened, I knew we were good to go, especially with the weather being so nice unlike last time that #14 had a calf when it was snowing and sleeting. February 12th last time. She’s on a pretty good schedule.

Departing cows, arriving pigs part 2

So at my customarily early time slot of around 4am, I awoke to start the day of cow delivery. I went over to the home office to get a little office/computer work done. I needed to pay my sales taxes, work on the books, go through some emails, and try out the wood stove which we’d just spent a bunch of time restoring. When I arrived at the office with Cotton in tow, I found that my computer had failed to update properly from an OS update and was stuck in neverland. I restarted it a couple of times. Nope. I booted into recovery mode. Nope. I reinstalled the OS. Nope.  Sigh. I could do some work on the laptop so I did get a couple of things done, but my to do list pretty much didn’t move.

I did make a fire in the wood stove only to discover that I can control the amount of fire in it, but only barely. I have to work on closing off more air to the thing. I thought maybe I’d find another wood stove and just replace this one even though it is so cool. However a quick look online at antique wood stoves (what this one is) showed they were in the $3000-$5000 range restored. Yikes! I think I’ll work on this one instead, but not this morning.

As I realized that the wood stove was still over firing,  I noted that it was past time to milk the cow. Our neighbors have been handling the milking but Dottie acted a fool herself (full moon as well?) the morning before so I wanted to go down and see what was going on. I baby sat the stove for a few minutes to make sure the barn didn’t burn down,  then went down to check on milking. Turns out it was progressing nicely. As that finished, I checked on our new baby chicks which had just arrived and were snuggling under the heat lamp.

Baby chicks under a heat lamp
Baby chicks under a heat lamp.
Baby chicks between the space heather and the heat lamp.
Baby chicks between the space heather and the heat lamp.

Turns out we’d lost a few on their first night on the farm but that’s not unusual for day old chicks. A bit of work with the chicks, and it was time to load the cows. I set up the gates and chutes so the cows would hopefully walk right onto the trailer. They were calmer this morning and weren’t too much trouble to get onto the trailer. Of course there isn’t much they can do once they are in the corral anyway. That’s the point of a corral.

I got two of the cows onboard but because I was single-handed I couldn’t close the door quick enough and #26 managed to get on the trailer and then get back off. I shut the other two in, closed the center partition to keep them in the front of the trailer, then went back to deal with #26 who was now facing backwards in the chute, staring at a gate I had closed to keep the cows from backing back out of the loading chute. After some brief consultation with her (yes I talk to my cows), I figured there was no way to get her to back onto the trailer so it was best to let her out into the open corral, turn her around, and try again. I opened the gate in front of her, which she took as a sign that the devil must be ahead and then she backed her way through the chute, around a tight 90 degree turn, and onto the trailer without pausing. I hopped up and closed the door and marveled at how jumpy these cows were. Normally a cow would have been happy to walk back the way it had come and the gate I had opened never bothers the other cows. Either way, she was on the trailer and that part was done.

#26 after backing onto the trailer.
#26 after backing onto the trailer.

Emily showed up and we covered what was going on that morning. I then headed to the house for a quick breakfast. Spork was already up, as usual, so I made him a quick breakfast as well and he asked if he could go with me to deliver the cows. Let me go ask mom. Turns out there is a stomach bug in our house and The Princess has it and was throwing up all night. Maybe the day won’t be a normal school day anyway. After some conversation, it was established that yes indeed Spork could go with me so the two amigos took off to go deliver cows.

Two hours and much awesome conversation later, we arrived at Acre Station and unloaded our three cows.

#26, #27, and #16 all offloaded and in the corral at Acre Station
#26, #27, and #16 all offloaded and in the corral at Acre Station

Now that the cow delivery was done, it was time to go have some fun. Acre Station isn’t very far from Little Washington (Washington, NC) and in Little Washington is Bill’s Hotdogs.

Bill's hotdogs in Little Washington, NC
Bill’s hotdogs in Little Washington, NC

Spork had never been to Bill’s before, and that was something we had to rectify. Normally he is a plain hotdog, or even worse, a hotdog with ketchup (his mother’s influence!) kind of kid. But I explained to him that Bill’s had a special chili that is at least worth trying. Up and coming man that he is, he said sure so we got him one plain and one with light chili.

Hotdog at Bill's hotdogs
Carter having his chili hotdog.

The verdict? The plain hotdog was good. The chili hot dog was better! Ahh, it’s good to see your genes passed on and not overridden by the wife’s.

After a walking tour of the waterfront, we called our next appointment and made arrangements to head to Bethel to look at some pigs. But that’s a story for tomorrow.

Departing cows, arriving pigs

Yesterday was a day of driving and adventure, we’ll tell that part in the next post. The previous evening, just getting the cows loaded, is its own post.

Miguel and I, along with Spork had set up a temporary lane in the pasture from the cows back to the barnyard. The plan was to bring #26 and #27 into the barn yard and put them in the corral. Then that next morning I’d be able to load them through our loading chute onto the trailer and take them to the processor in Pinetown, NC. I mistakenly thought we’d separate #26 and #27 out in the paddock and walk just those two into the barn yard. However it was a full moon and the cows were jumpy. I know that sounds odd about it being a full moon, but I can’t attribute it to anything else at this point. The whole herd was flighty and acting stupid. After a quick attempt, we just turned the whole herd into the temporary lane and moved them to the barn. I should mention that #26 and #27 are both 1/2 Ninja Cow so their attitudes are questionable at best already. Add in a full moon and they were nigh uncontrollable.

10 seconds into the lane, #27 runs right into the hot wire and rips the whole side down. Here we go again. Of course all the other cows immediately see the opening and bail out of the lane and onto the open pasture. Fortunately that particular area was just a corner of woven wire fencing so we herded the cows into the barnyard, running, bucking, and acting like fools. All the cows, the entire herd, then went into the corral, except for one calf who just didn’t get in in time. After all the craziness they’d exhibited, I was shocked to see them all in the corral. It’s not that big so I wouldn’t have expected them to file in so orderly. I ran up to close off the access gate and at just that moment my brother calls me with an urgent issue. I’m trying to listen to him, while standing beside the mother of the calf who is outside. As you’d expect, she is calling him, loudly and repeatedly. I can’t hear my brother and I can’t leave the gate. 5 minutes of “What? What?” ensued before I finally got off the phone and we started sorting cows.

Everybody was happy to get back out of the corral and within a minute or two, we were down to #26, #27, and #16. I had Miguel and Spork helping and things were progressing smoothly. Now it was three on three and we can go man to man, uh cow. We got this.  Except #16 wouldn’t leave the corral. No matter what I did, no matter how many attempts I made, #16 was determined that something bad would happen if he left the corral. It was then I noted that #16 was also 1/2 Ninja Cow. I gave it another couple of laps and then said forget it. If #16 wants to get on the trailer, then #16 can go.

By being afraid of what we were trying to get #16 to do, he ended up causing what he was afraid of. I think there is a lesson there. Sometimes you cause your own problems.

Next, loading the cows and heading East.

Boyd, #32, is growing nicely and turning into a nice bull

#32 Boyd, and his mom #11 Curious
#32 Boyd, and his mom #11 Curious

Yesterday while I was giving a tour I noted that #43 looked like he had bloat. I got him up and found that he looked ok and showed no signs of distress. I continued with the tour but made sure to come back before dark to check on #43 again. Again he looked fine with no signs of distress so I left him alone to enjoy some peace and quiet.

On the way back to the barn, I looked for #32, Boyd. I couldn’t find him anywhere until I reached the edge of the paddock where I found him happily munching on hay. Even better, mom was right beside him so I was able to get a picture of them both. Boyd is the product of our former bull Benjamin and #11, Curious. Boyd will be our new bull in less than a year and I just wanted to document how he looks at this stage so we can keep an eye on him as he grows.

Right now he is growing nicely and he is developing a very nice disposition. The last thing we need is a jumpy or twitchy bull. Boyd seems pretty laid back, like his dad.

Today on the farm, a new employee and three escapes

Our newest employee, Emily
Our newest employee, Emily

This weekend our newest employee started. Emily comes to us from NC State where she is a pre-vet student. Emily is the youngest of six kids who grew up on a much larger farm than ours. She knows pigs, cows, chickens, and hard work so she’s right at home on our farm. Emily worked with Miguel yesterday mostly and except for when I almost crashed all of us into some fool who ran a red light, things were pretty calm. Today Emily and I worked while Miguel had the day off. We fed all the critters, unloaded the truck and the trailer, and did a bit of general clean up and small chores.

Pigs having breakfast
Pigs having breakfast

I’d love to say it was a quiet day but as we were feeding the pigs, I was taking a short cut through the shop. I opened the entry door and pig #36 was standing there, inside the shop, looking at me. I shooed him out of the shop and he jogged to the barn where the sick pigs have been. Saturday Miguel put #36 and another pig back in the paddock with their friends. Apparently #36 liked being in the barn better and had broken out and was trying to find his way back into the hospital. I closed him in the barn and Emily and I caught him and put him back in the hospital stall in the barn with the other pigs. I guess our treatment is just too good in the barn, shots and all.

No sooner was that adventure over than I noticed that the meat chickens were spread out in the pasture having a large time. We keep them behind electric netting to keep predators from eating them. One of the posts had fallen over and the netting was laying on the ground. Not to worry, I hadn’t fed them yet so off to take them some bananas I went. Once the bananas were delivered, I went back and got some chicken food. By the time I got back, all the chickens were back inside eating bananas so it was a simple matter of filling up the grain bucket and putting the down pole back upright. All the chickens were back home and safe.

Emily and I then worked some more  on getting the food all unloaded, sorted out, etc. We were almost done when Emily asked if the cows were supposed to be spread out like that. I looked up and saw that the cows were not in their paddock but were instead spread over the entire pasture having a large time. Sigh. I went to check the paddock wire and it was down. I also noted that the cows were oblivious to the hot wire which probably meant it was off. Sure enough it was. Emily went and got some more food for the cows while I wound up the down wire and walked most of the cows back into the paddock. I say most of them, because of course three young calves decided to stay on the other side of the pasture causing another entire trip around the pasture and some quick work by Emily.

Cows in a pasture
Cows on the loose

Everybody ended up back where they were supposed to be. Emily and I unpacked the rest of the truck and burned all the boxes to finish cleaning up. We also fixed the fencing and turned the hot box on to keep the cows honest.

Hot wire, back in business again
Hot wire, back in business again. It’s hard to see but that’s 14.8k volts

You’d think this was a full day on the farm. This was just part of what happened before lunch. I’m hoping the afternoon is a bit slower than the morning. I have a tour and then I think I’ll go see an old friend to deliver some meat. Maybe everyone can stay where they belong till Miguel gets back. As he’s said before, “I take one day off and everything goes bad!” That’s what happens when you leave the gringos in charge.

 

So you want to buy 1/2 of a cow?

Update 6 May 2020

This is the second most popular post on our website during the COVID-19 event. Because of the flood of requests that I am getting, I am updating this to the current situation. Short form: No, I won’t sell you a fraction of a cow. 

Long form: We finish between 12-14 cows per year. That means that we have slots at the processor, booked months in advance, to get our 12-14 cows killed and cut. If I wanted to take an extra cow outside of that schedule, it would take me about 90 days to get on the schedule. So if you want a fraction, it will take 3 months.

Also, because we sell 12-14 cows per year, we produce 12-14 cows per year. I might sell a fraction of a cow maybe once per year. Maybe. During this pandemic, I could sell 2 whole cows PER DAY. I cannot, without doing something shady, produce 200 extra cows to take to the processor with short notice. It takes me at least one year and that is a rush job. Two years of ramp up would be better.

Lastly, most people who want a fraction of a cow have never bought one before. That means they are completely uneducated on what this process actually looks like. It takes a lot of time for us to educate and work with the first timers, and 90% of the time by the time we educate them on the reality of what is happening, they get cold feet and don’t buy. So I spend an hour with you. And an hour with your neighbor. Per day. Educating them about this process. That is two hours per day, every day. Of those 14 hours per week I spend on the phone, I actually end up completing transactions on 1-2 of them. That isn’t a very good return on my time when I’m already as busy as I can be.

Those are just the realities of growing and selling beef. So rather than drive myself crazy trying to chase sales we are just simply saying no to sales by the fraction and only selling by the cut in the store.

Btw, figure one whole cow sells for about $5000 all in. Times 2. Times 30 days per month. We’d do our annual sales in a couple of months if we actually said yes. So this isn’t me being grumpy. It is me being transparent and honorable. I’m not going to buy cattle on the market at the sale barn, call them my cows, pick a new processor that doesn’t know how we operate and doesn’t cut the meat correctly, and then hoist these not great cuts of beef on unsuspecting customers. I’d rather give up the revenue and sleep well at night.

End of update

I’ve had a glut of requests lately to buy a whole cow, or maybe 1/4 to 1/2 of a cow. I answer all these requests the same way. “Yes we can sell you a whole cow. No you don’t want it that way.”

Since I need to type a novel each time to answer questions and hopefully help the customer make an informed decision, I thought it would make sense to do a write up here that I can point customers to instead. Often I’m on my phone and my thumb typing ability isn’t that great.

First thing to understand is how a farmer goes to market selling meat. There are two main ways to go direct to market in NC. One is to sell by the fraction and one is to sell by the cut.

Selling by the fraction

Selling by the fraction is a legal exemption that small farmers can use to sell very easily right off of their farm. I fully support this exemption for farmers. When we started selling directly to the public, it was how we sold meat. Selling by the fraction means I have almost zero regulations to deal with. As long as I mark my meat “not for resale” and get names on the sheet with the processor BEFORE dropping off the cow, I’m legal.

What’s happening here is, legally, you are buying the cow before it is processed and turned into meat. There is no regulation about you processing your own animal because it’s yours. Picture a family processing their own cow. Mom and dad get 1/2, son gets 1/4 and daughter gets 1/4. There is no need for the government to be involved. When you buy a fraction of a cow, you just effectively became family to the farmer. That’s why the names need to be on the sheet prior to processing the animal, because whoever’s name is on the sheet is who actually owns the cow. You aren’t buying meat, you are buying a living animal. All the farmer is doing is taking your new cow to the processor for you as a service.

In reality, the names often don’t make it to the cut sheet with the processor and as long as nobody checks, it’s fine. It’s kind of like that old saying, it’s not illegal till you get caught. However the NCDA is aware of this grey area and is starting to crack down from what I’ve heard.

What this means to the consumer is that they are buying a portion of a cow, hopefully one they’ve actually looked at but most often not. The cow will go to a custom processor and will likely not be inspected by the USDA or the state inspectors. The cow will be packaged however that processor packages bulk meat. When we sold this way, it was wrapped in butcher paper, that’s it. The consumer will then get a portion of the cow, 100 pounds, 250 pounds, 500 pounds. In that portion will be steaks, hamburger, liver, neck bones, etc. Whatever your fraction of the total cuts, that’s what you get with your favorite cuts and the not so favorite cuts. It’s kind of like a CSA box of produce, except it is 6 bucks a pound. You’ll need a large freezer space and a hungry family to go through all the cuts. You’ll also need to find some recipes for cuts you aren’t used to cooking. It’s a grand adventure and one I enjoyed helping people with when we sold this way

The pluses of fractional buying:

  • Large volume of meat, usually discounted.
  • Chance to try different cuts than you are used to.
  • Ready supply of meat in the freezer for parties, holiday gatherings, zombie outbreaks, etc.
  • Convenience. You only go to the farm once to buy and eat for months off of one trip.
  • No 2% sales tax. Because you technically “bought” the fraction of the cow while it is still alive, there is no sales tax on your meat.

The minuses of fractional buying:

  • Cuts you may not want are part of the deal. The dog ends up eating some of them.
  • You have no idea how the meat will taste till your freezer is bulging and your wallet is empty. (This is a big one, we once processed a cow in the spring that tasted like spring onions, Oops.)
  • You need other families who want to buy the remaining fractions of the cow. This is the hardest part, getting everyone coordinated.
  • You need to eat all the meat while it’s still relatively fresh in the freezer. A daunting task when you are staring at a full freezer.
  • You need a dedicated freezer to store all the meat.
  • You have to get in line and put your name on a cow in the future. That may be months away.

Selling by the cut

So the other way to buy meat from a farmer is to buy by the cut. This means that you buy a steak, or buy some hamburger, just like going to the grocery store. In order to sell this way, the farmer needs to get their NC meat handlers license and be inspected by the state. It also means that you animal will go in front of a USDA inspector or a state inspector at the processor. It will have a stamp on the carcass showing it was inspected. The labels on the packaging will also have all the legally required verbiage for safety and handling. Adding in these steps increases the cost for the farmer and therefore for the consumer.

The pluses of buying by the cut

  • You can try before you buy by getting a few sample steaks from the farmer before any big purchases
  • You can buy as much or as little as you want
  • You can buy only the cuts you like
  • You can usually buy when you want meat rather than having to wait till a cow is processed
  • You can still get a discount by buying in bulk
  • All the safety provisions of government inspections are in place, similar to the meat you buy at the store

The minuses of buying by the cut

  • It costs a bit more due to the increased cost to the farmer
  • You have to pay 2% sales tax (or 6.75% if you buy from a retailer)
  • You won’t learn how to use neck bones and beef liver in the kitchen

Now, for someone who wants to purchase a bulk of beef by the cut, what we do is we simply offer a bulk discount for a large purchase. We can’t tell you the price per pound because we don’t limit you to a fraction of an animal. This means you can buy more steaks ($18 per lb) and less liver ($4 per lb) if you like which would affect your price per pound average. It also means you don’t need to buy 250 pounds of meat at one time if you so choose.

If you do want to go the route of a fraction of a whole animal, we can offer that, but you’ll have to wait till we process our next cow AND we have an available slot at the processor. Currently the backlog for slots at the processor is 90 days. You will also need to put your name and deposit down before we take the animal to the processor. Also, there is a chance you’ll have to drive to the processor to pick up your own meat however we will pick it up for you is allowed by the USDA.

The price per pound will be a flat fee of X dollars per pound, hot hanging weight (that is the price the processor charges us by). Plus you will pay your portion of the processing fee. The price per pound will be based on the current NCDA report for grass fed beef, in place at the time of your deposit. This price fluctuates so I cannot quote you a price here.

A rough day on the farm yesterday

Yesterday ended up being a pretty bad day on the farm. One of the little pigs we’ve been treating looked terrible when we milked at 5:30 but he was still hanging in there. Both the vet and I were clueless what was causing the problem but I had hopes that we’d learn something that day that would tell us what to do. We’d done  a fecal check and found zero evidence of parasites and the pneumonia certainly didn’t seem to be the culprit. Later that morning, I went back to check on the pig and found her dead so that morning when I’d held her was right at the end. I talked to the vet and he quickly suggested I take the pig to Rollins Animal Lab on Blue Ridge Road and have a necropsy performed. I agreed readily as we’d already discussed this as a next step. I made arrangements to get by there later in the day as it was plenty cold to keep the pig until we could get there.

Home built animal trailer
Cholo trailer, nearing completion.

First I had to work on the animal trailer we’ve been building because I’m trying to get it out of the shop so we can clean up and move onto the next desperately needed project. Our shop isn’t that large, and  a trailer sitting in there pretty much takes up the whole work area. It’s been in there for over a month and it only needed the hydraulics working and the rear section made to be finished. After doing some testing and figuring out that I’d configured the hydraulics incorrectly, I had to get ANOTHER set of hoses made. While I was spending hours getting our latest set of hydraulic hoses made, Miguel texted me and said that cow #24 was dead! What?! This is one of the two heifers we bought when we bought Benjamin. She had had a still born calf last year but I attributed it to the fact that she was bred too young. Now suddenly she is dead. I got back to the farm, minus the final hose I needed due to a fitting we didn’t have to find our cow hanging and Miguel asking if we can save any meat from the cow.

Dead cow hanging from tractor.
Cow #24, dead from bloat.

I stood there for a good 10 minutes looking at this cow. She weighed about 900 pounds. She was pregnant from Benjamin which meant she would have thrown a pure Angus calf and probably 15 more over her life. Instead she’s hanging there dead and still warm. Miguel thought it was from bloat and a quick bit of home surgery confirmed he was right. From perfectly fine to dead in a couple of hours!

Miguel was game to dress her out and save the meat. However that would have kept us processing beef till about 10pm, getting her skinned, gutted, halved, and broken down into primals. Our freezers were full of existing meat so there wasn’t really any room to put another cow away anyway. We could have hung her in the reefer truck that we pick up and deliver our meat in, but I haven’t built the rack to hold a side yet (it’s on the to do list.) Also, I had to get the dead piglet to Rollins so they could find out what was causing the problems with our pigs. Finally, the trailer mentioned above, which couldn’t be moved due to a lack of the hose I didn’t get that morning, was in the way so the area where we would work was occupied because I hadn’t finished the trailer project. This was a comedy of errors, or just too many things happening at once. However the Lord doesn’t give you anything you can’t handle so stop, step through it, and execute.

The meat would be of questionable value. We couldn’t sell it. Miguel was game to try some and I debated on doing a quick butcher just to see what the quality was however even if it was ok I didn’t have the time to vacuum seal 425 lbs of meat so even if it was ok, I didn’t have the time to do it correctly. With a sigh I put the cow in the bucket of the backhoe and buried her. That’s about a $2000 cow on the hoof, and much much more than that over her life when you count her offspring. On top of her being a perfectly nice cow that I just feel terrible about.

The moral of the story with this cow is a saying I read in a cattleman’s magazine about culling. It said”Love your kids, forgive your enemies. Do neither for your cows.” This cow already had a problem. If I had culled her and sent her to the sale barn, I’d have cut my losses. Instead I’m spending money and time burying her. There isn’t enough margin in farming to make many mistakes. Loosing a prime cow if a pretty expensive mistake. I can’t say lesson learned, but lesson reinforced.

In my next post, I’ll tell about the pigs and what we’ve learned is the problem.

Update on our short bull, Hoss

I’m shaking my head at Hoss. He’s trying, I mean he’s trying hard. However he doesn’t seem to be able to find a step stool or a stump to stand on. He’s just awful short for the job and the girls aren’t going to kneel down for him. I’m not ready to pull the plug on him yet but I really need to see some signs of success or he’s going to have to go.

Back in the summer, we had some young bulls who were also too short for the job. Like all young bulls, they were more than willing but they just couldn’t quite reach to get it done. However these were young bulls and full of vigor. There were no step stools available but one of the bulls didn’t care.

Young bull jumping to mount a grown cow
A young bull, jumping to try and get the job done.

It’s amazing how high you can jump when some lovin’ is the end result.