This is one of those stories that sounds so unbelievable that you’ll know I didn’t make it up!
Mike
studied the bloodlines. He checked performance records. He knew his
herd like the top two layers of his tool box! He was a good young
cattleman. When he decided on the course of action to improve his herd’s
genetics he called the breed association rep. They discussed his needs.
Plans were made for the fieldman to attend a bull sale in Texas with
the express instructions to buy exactly the right bull.
The
call from Texas delighted Mike. The fieldman had bought in the perfect
yearlin’ bull that would carry Mike’s cows into the 21st century.
$10,000…for half interest. He agreed that the co-owner, a purebred
breeder from Oklahoma, could use the bull that fall. Then he would ship
him to Pine Ridge country of northwestern Nebraska in time for Mike’s
spring breeding.
In
February arrangements were made to put the bull on the back of a load
going as far as Sterling, Colorado. The trucker would call Mike on
arrival. Mike waited anxiously. Several days passed and nobody called.
He called his partner only to find they’d left Oklahoma territory a week
before! Feeling uneasy, Mike called the Sterling sale barn. “No?” “No,”
they didn’t remember any bull. “Let us check.” They suggested possibly
the bull Mike was lookin’ for had been bought by a trader!
“What’d he pay?” asked Mike.
“Fifty-six cents a pound.”
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