This is the main reason we don't name our butcher steers anything cuddly, and don't handle them excessively; and hte bottle bums are sold with the rest of the calves in the fall.but I told him this one was going to a home, not being eaten here! So, it was a sad day when she left, but I remembered how hard it was to "eat our pets" -- so I saved that experience for later in the kids lives!
She might bite my head off if I tried that.I am so glad that he is doing better. Try telling Baybe No More Food until she goes shopping.
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