I’ve mentioned before that Dearly Beloved ran a cattle farm one year when he was a full-time college student. His stories about that period are alternately funny, sad, and amazing. It was a memorable year for him.
He has kept the book he used to consult about raising Angus cattle and it holds a place of honor on a shelf alongside a photo of our family at a Cubs game and a purple pencil cup that daughter Pogo made for him when she was in kindergarten.
(He also holds on to at least a half-dozen broken briefcases, his entry numbers from races he ran years ago, and several pairs of old tennis shoes “for working out in the yard.” But that’s beside the point.)
This video of a Utah jazz band playing for a herd of cattle in France is familiar to about 4,000,000+ people, but when someone sent it to me again recently, I showed it to DB, thinking he would like it, too. The video links are being temperamental, but you can see the ‘official’ version on the band’s website.
He was not impressed.
“That’s nothing. I used to yell ‘Hoooooo, COW’ and 300 cows would come running.”
I’ve been telling him that he should write a book about that year. He has written a few stories and maybe I’ll post some if he agrees. It’s a shame he has no pictures from that time. I suppose I could video him doing his cow call.
Wouldn’t it be hilarious if Miss Piggy came running.