Brandi*
Well-Known Member
I may get flammed for this but I really need to talk this out so that I can stop crying. My steer, Buddy, served his purpose today
When I got Buddy, he was just supposed to be a friend for Melody. From the start, my Dad and husband had other plans for him. Once Melody went to live with her previous owner he was just a really big pet. But it quickly became apparent that he wouldn't have made a very good friend for her anyways. His horns were huge and he would have been rough with her at times. Reggie, my jersey mix would have been a much better choice but he came later.
Anyways, Buddy was always very crazy. He would run through anything that was blocking him and had no idea how big he was. He was only tame when he wanted to be. I could pet him all over but only when he was eating. Other than being pretty funny when he played, he was not a pet. Thank GOD he never needed vet care after he got bigger because somebody would have been hurt. There was no taming the beast. And he wasn't the smartest either lol. He did however, always respect my space and was never ever rough with me even when he was trying to play with me.
It came to a point where I was just keeping him because I didn't want him to die. I knew if I sold him that he would be processed right away but I also knew I couldn't keep him forever.
I eat beef on a weekly basis and I don't have a problem with it. I think the problem I have is that I raised him from when he was about 4 months. Even though he was crazy, I did get to know his personality.
My whole life I have been about "saving" animals and today I feel like I let myself and him down. I know it had to happen and I just feel silly for getting so upset over this
I mean it's not like I am a vegetarian. Plus I wasn't bonded with him or anything. They don't bond with us the same as horses do. They could care less if you are out there with them or not.
It was a whole process for me to make the decision. I NEVER thought I would be able to go through with it. But I have been to cattle auctions and I didn't want it to end that way either. At least here I know he had green pastures, a full belly, scratches on his head, apples and carrots, friends, and love. He was never prodded with an electrical probe or smooshed into a crowded cattle trailer. That alone gives me some peace that I made the right decision. If cows go to heaven I hope he knows that I appreciate his sacrifice.
I'm sorry this is kinda all over the place but I just needed to let it out I guess. I had to stay at my mother n laws house last night cause I just couldn't bare to be here when the guy showed up. Hubby was very helpful and understanding.
Buddy when he first came here.
Buddy as an adult.
When I got Buddy, he was just supposed to be a friend for Melody. From the start, my Dad and husband had other plans for him. Once Melody went to live with her previous owner he was just a really big pet. But it quickly became apparent that he wouldn't have made a very good friend for her anyways. His horns were huge and he would have been rough with her at times. Reggie, my jersey mix would have been a much better choice but he came later.
Anyways, Buddy was always very crazy. He would run through anything that was blocking him and had no idea how big he was. He was only tame when he wanted to be. I could pet him all over but only when he was eating. Other than being pretty funny when he played, he was not a pet. Thank GOD he never needed vet care after he got bigger because somebody would have been hurt. There was no taming the beast. And he wasn't the smartest either lol. He did however, always respect my space and was never ever rough with me even when he was trying to play with me.
It came to a point where I was just keeping him because I didn't want him to die. I knew if I sold him that he would be processed right away but I also knew I couldn't keep him forever.
I eat beef on a weekly basis and I don't have a problem with it. I think the problem I have is that I raised him from when he was about 4 months. Even though he was crazy, I did get to know his personality.
My whole life I have been about "saving" animals and today I feel like I let myself and him down. I know it had to happen and I just feel silly for getting so upset over this
It was a whole process for me to make the decision. I NEVER thought I would be able to go through with it. But I have been to cattle auctions and I didn't want it to end that way either. At least here I know he had green pastures, a full belly, scratches on his head, apples and carrots, friends, and love. He was never prodded with an electrical probe or smooshed into a crowded cattle trailer. That alone gives me some peace that I made the right decision. If cows go to heaven I hope he knows that I appreciate his sacrifice.
I'm sorry this is kinda all over the place but I just needed to let it out I guess. I had to stay at my mother n laws house last night cause I just couldn't bare to be here when the guy showed up. Hubby was very helpful and understanding.
Buddy when he first came here.
Buddy as an adult.
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