Well, it’s that time of year again.
Time to say so long, farewell to my (ok, my might be a bit of an exaggeration) sweet-faced steers. The cows, too, but I mostly know the steers.
As we speak they are being loaded into trailers, ready to hit the sale barn, where they will be weighed and sold to the highest bidder.
This is a big day for us ranching folk, no doubt. A year’s worth of work rests upon it.
Now, you may be wondering, where do these big creatures go upon sale?
I don’t know that for sure.
But in my imagination I see rainbows and green grass in moderation and forever pasture.
Much like the life they had here, actually.
Oh, I’ll miss these faces.
Fret not, however, they will be sent to a new farm is all. Life as a cow is quite good.