tedregentin
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My dad was a farmer, and he so wanted to pass the family farm onto me. I never happened, I have worked on cars all my adult life. My youngest boy is fourteen and has the farmer gene, if there is such a thing. Farming, ranching, cattle, horses, tractors, and trucks, are his interests in life. A neighbor a few years ago gave him a bummer angus calf that he didn't want to deal with. My boy raised it as a pet. He talked another neighbor into letting him breed his pet with his long horn bull. Then he decided he wanted to do a milk cow for 4H. he found a Jersey calf up in Washington, so we borrowed a horse trailer and drove up and bought it. he had it bred last fall. It is a nice looking heifer, but on the small side, and just didn't seem to be ready to have a calf. So we had it checked and found out that it must have been a twin because it doesn't have all the female organs. So he is going to show it at the fair, and then have it butchered. On the one hand, he is heartbroken, but now is looking for another one. Such is life.