Cleaning Cows is a Labor of Love

Anyone raising long-haired Highland cattle — or honestly any bovine with a tail, which is most of them — knows what I'm talking about. The burrs have invaded, and they've brought two different armies. I spend a chunk of every August with scissors in my hand, prying burrs from bovine ears.

How to Make Cow Friends And Alienate People

That's the thing about cattle: they are forgiving. I can bark at a steer at nine in the morning, and by 9:02 he's looking for a treat. Cattle don't hold grudges. They don't read tone. They don't lie awake replaying what you said to them by the water trough.