They start out so sweet and innocent. Clarabell's mommy died in childbirth, so she was raised as a bottle fed calf a few years ago. She was the sweetest little girl and you thought she'd remember you forever.
Fast forward a few years and that cute little girl is now a big mamma who likes to cause trouble. Last week hubby was loading up his cows to take them to Pennsylvania for a few months because we don't have enough pasture and stuff for them during the winter and to get bred. I had already left for work, so I wasn't able to help him load, and loading 5 cows on your own is no fun task.
Well, Clarabell delayed things by a couple hours by not wanting to get on the trailer and made hubby so mad that he sold her as soon as he got to Pennsylvania.
For all you animal lovers out there, she wasn't sold as meat, but as a recip cow or basically a surrogate. So now, she's looking at a life of being pregnant one calf after another. Best of luck to you Clarabell!