Cows are Evil!
Or, how I loose my 4-H project and learn a valuable life lesson
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I live on a farm.
Whilst I let that sink in, I’m going to talk about my 4-H club. My 4-H club which from now on I will call “Blank”, is a smaller club that basically deals with livestock. This is my last year in 4-H, since next year I will not be able to take a steer (male neutered cow) since I will be in college at the time of the show. The adviser for blank is a nice lady who I will now refer to as Mrs. Blank. Mrs. Blank does a pretty good job, and makes sure that everything is taken care of so that we get fair passes and other things, and she reminds us of all our commitments, etc.
So, Mrs. Blank decides that a hoof trimmer is going to come down and work on animals that are owned by people who are in the blank. So, my brother, sister and I all take our cattle over to Mrs. Blank’s house. After my steer, who I’ve affectionately named “Turd”, gets his toenails trimmed, he gets out of the head chute and freaks out. He gets loose, and starts running away. Well, to make a long story very short, I follow him for 2 miles down a very dangerous road, into a bean field a mile long, and then back to the farm. That little bastard ran 6 miles, and I had to run right after him the whole way. Well, we finally got him caught at the end, but I was pissed. And now I don’t have a 4-H project anymore.
But really, the whole idea of this blog isn’t about my cow. You see, I learned a valuable lesson while chasing this cow. Sometimes, even when you give it your all, even when you’ve spent years of hard work and time into something, it can still turn out bad, or not even turn out. It’s a big disappointment, and in life, you will have that. So, even though my cow is evil, he taught me something about life that I don’t think a lot of young people realize before college.
By the way, my little “Turd” is now in a different pen. He is in the pen of “cows to be butchered”. I think he’ll taste great. *Evil Laugh*
Peace,
Beebes
Whilst I let that sink in, I’m going to talk about my 4-H club. My 4-H club which from now on I will call “Blank”, is a smaller club that basically deals with livestock. This is my last year in 4-H, since next year I will not be able to take a steer (male neutered cow) since I will be in college at the time of the show. The adviser for blank is a nice lady who I will now refer to as Mrs. Blank. Mrs. Blank does a pretty good job, and makes sure that everything is taken care of so that we get fair passes and other things, and she reminds us of all our commitments, etc.
So, Mrs. Blank decides that a hoof trimmer is going to come down and work on animals that are owned by people who are in the blank. So, my brother, sister and I all take our cattle over to Mrs. Blank’s house. After my steer, who I’ve affectionately named “Turd”, gets his toenails trimmed, he gets out of the head chute and freaks out. He gets loose, and starts running away. Well, to make a long story very short, I follow him for 2 miles down a very dangerous road, into a bean field a mile long, and then back to the farm. That little bastard ran 6 miles, and I had to run right after him the whole way. Well, we finally got him caught at the end, but I was pissed. And now I don’t have a 4-H project anymore.
But really, the whole idea of this blog isn’t about my cow. You see, I learned a valuable lesson while chasing this cow. Sometimes, even when you give it your all, even when you’ve spent years of hard work and time into something, it can still turn out bad, or not even turn out. It’s a big disappointment, and in life, you will have that. So, even though my cow is evil, he taught me something about life that I don’t think a lot of young people realize before college.
By the way, my little “Turd” is now in a different pen. He is in the pen of “cows to be butchered”. I think he’ll taste great. *Evil Laugh*
Peace,
Beebes
