I will be the first to admit that I do not know my way around a farm. I would be the world's worst livestock farmer because I would want all of the animals to get to cuddle with me especially during inclement weather. My nephews are the exact opposite of me. Every thread of their being makes them little farmers. I find this to be very sweet most days. Right after we went to visit Jesus Calf-eee I chatted with Nate about what would be the fate of the new calf. Here was how the conversation played out.
Me: So what are you guys going to do with the new calf? You can't eat him he was born on Christmas day.
Nate: Prolly sell him as a steer.
Me: What's the difference between a steer and a bull?
Nate: Well when ya cut their nuts off they are steer and you eat them. If they still have their nuts then they are bulls and we usually keep them.
I. was. crushed.
This was not one of those days when I saw the sweetness of the farmer thing. I am pretty sure I can never eat beef again. There is definately a reason why I call them my tuff nutts. ***sigh***
Oh well even if they are able to make Jesus Calf-eee a steer they are still the most handsome boys in the world. I love them. I would just prefer they stick to farming crops instead of livestock.
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