cutting losses

I know my regular readers have been following the saga of Secret, the heifer that has been so difficult to get pregnant.

I hope she "took" this time, but experience tells me she probably didn't. Let's face it, folks: she's been pastured with three different bulls now.

That's life on the farm. You learn to cut your losses. In fact, Secret has had a lot more chances than most animals around here, because I've gotten soft in my old age.

I know some of my readers were disappointed when I sold Libby, my little filly. But I've learned to face reality. The time came when I had to admit that I didn't have the nerve or money, or whatever it took, to finish her out.

I will say, Libby left here a much better little horse than when she came. I'm proud of that.

With dogs and cats, it's different. They don't have to be perfect, as long as we humans can put up with their faults. With farm animals, though, there comes a time when you realize you're pouring money into a losing proposition.

I do hope my readers understand if Secret has to go. I probably won't blog about it if she leaves.

However, if it's good news, I'll shout it from the rooftops.

Otherwise, just watch for the next Jersey cow to enter, stage left.