Meet Curly

For some reason, these are funny to me. It doesn't take much to amuse me, I guess. This is Curly. He is Ally's market steer for the fair in May. He will be shown and then be turned in to beef for some buyer at the fair. If we do a really good job at feeding and caring for him, giving him a happy, relaxing, well fed life, he will be really good beef. Sorry to all you vegan/vegetarians, but we are cattle ranchers and just keepin' it honest.

On his trip home from the ranch we bought him at to our ranch, we had to take a pit stop for diesel and food (and a pee break for me, because I can't go more than an hour without peeing, much to my husbands dismay). We were at Arby's and Curly, despite his calm and mellow demeanor was all in a tizzy. Apparently he does not care for Arby's.

Coincidence? I did order 4 roast beef sandwiches for $5. Maybe that put him over the edge?

Here is Curly last summer when he wasn't so Curly and wasn't so big. He was so cute and clean and clipped back then. He is now shaggy, dirty and big.... 900 pouds big to be exact When May comes he will weigh in close to 1300 pounds. We will give him a bath here when it warms up and then spend the next 4 months fighting his white coat trying to keep it from being dingy and stained. If he was a typical black steer, this would be a much easier job. But I don't take the easy road, and because she is my child and subjected to my decisions, neither does Ally.