Something has been bothering me and I need to get it off my chest. It’s about the day of takeout. One incident keeps coming up like heartburn does and just kind of burns inside me.
A calf got separated from his momma and in his confusion gave everyone quite the run around being chased through various fences by more than enough overly enthusiastic once a year cowboys.
He eventually slowed down and was roped and tied till a trailer was brought out to load him up and take him back to the corrals.
One of the young fellows (that I have had a problem with before) took his heel and stepped on the calf’s nose, hard. I didn’t quite get what he was doing till he did it again and made the poor calf bawl. Then he said: “serves you right!” I told the young fellow that wasn’t right, that the calf was just trying to save his (meaning his own) life.
Some people just don’t get it. This young fellow who is a purebred Simmental breeder should know better. I wish I had told him meanness never pays, not meanness to man nor meanness to animals. We would all do well to remember “There is no greater wisdom than kindness.”
Cattle are just cattle. They get confused and do what seems to us like stupid things and may cause us a lot of frustration and extra work but . . . no where does it give us justification to be mean spirited.
That young fellow didn’t do that calf any favours by embedding in that poor animals mind fear and loathing for mankind nor did he do himself any favors.
I may never look at that him again and not think of that defining moment. At least it would take a lot of witnessing him being kind to bury it till I didn’t remember it again. I can’t speak for the others there who saw that and how they felt but I was glad I said something. I just wish it had been more.