As my cowboy and I were driving along the highway the other day, we passed a field where our cows were grazing. This was our conversation:
Me: So how many cows are pregnant, total?
Him: Oh about 80 ish
Me: Wow, that's going to be a lot of babies!
Him: Yup
Me: Geez, how many bulls does it take to get 80 cows pregnant?
Him: Oh we usually put three bulls in a group with 80 cows.
Me: .....Oh wow. And they just go at it and do their job huh? Like how long are they together, a few days or something?
Him: Um....No...the whole summer.
Me. Ah, I see. That makes better sense. And they impregnate all the cows they are with? Holy cow!
Him: Um.....No, we put them in a few groups of cows and then end up with 80 pregnant cows.
Me: Okay, I see. So the bulls still pick and choose. Poor cows that don't get chosen.........so if male cows are called bulls, then what are female cows called?
Him: Cows.
Me: Hah hah! What? They have to have a name, that's not fair. Then where does "heffer" come from? Is that a bad name or something?
Him: No, we call the virgins, "heffers."
Me: So the virgin cows are called "heffers." So what about "steers?" Are they young males? Before they become bulls?
Him: No they are neautered males.
Me: Oooooo. Steers are never to be become bulls. Steers meet their fate at castrating at branding time. Can't wait for that this year!
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