After buying cattle for ranchers and feedlots for 20 years and then owning the sale barn for 18 years and dealing with lots of different people and situations, you would think I have seen and heard everything.
But this week at the sale when I handed the bill in to the clerk for this bull, I noticed there was also a note attached to it. The lady selling the bull wrote, “I do not think this bull can get an erection. And he has to in order to breed my cows. If he can get an erection I want to take him home.”
After studying this note I decided she must have thought we also needed a sex education course. Or perhaps I should face reality that we look even dumber than I thought. Anyway we got a laugh.
The cattle on feed estimates are from 102.7 to 105.8 percent with an average at 104.1 percent. The placement guess was 95.5 to 106.6 percent with an average at 101.3 percent. And the marketing guessed at 98.6 to 106.7 percent with an average at 100.8 percent.
This is for June. It looks like to me the slaughter figure should be cut and dried as to a figure already known.
One scam that is going around is when they find out your email some are able to access your bank account. Then they are notifying your bank in an email or text to wire money to another account, which they have access to. It would be smart to tell your bank, “Do not wire any money unless you personally talk to me.”
Some of the ranchers were talking about an individual who lived in our small town about 40 years ago. And most would agree that he wasn’t the smartest person in the world, but after listening to them I realized he definitely wasn’t the dumbest either. Another man living in town had some horses just outside of town. So this man they were talking about told the other man—“Your horse was just out so I stopped and put him back in.” The city guy said thanks and gave him $5. The city guy finally said to a rancher nearby—“Can I put my horse at your house? I can’t seem to keep him in.” He said yes, but he and his buddies laughed because they knew his horse wasn’t getting out at least not after the first time. He was simply smarter than they all gave him credit for.
Editor’s note: Jerry Nine, Woodward, Oklahoma, is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Slapout, Oklahoma.
