Ahh... A blog?
Perhaps just what the doctor ordered. We'll see. Thoughts to print, on a regular schedule. Cool concept, but in our world probably not too practical. But we'll give it a shot.
Spring is here--we think--and we are preparing for this years breeding. Wax poetic?
The rain has been crazy, and the mud is deep
The semen is in the can, and the AI tech is cheap
After the cows we chase, with lutalyse
Oh look honey, there's cow shit on your face
The remaining pregnant ladies have such charm
But they cower at the sight of Alyssa's gloved arm
The bulls don't care, they'll cover their mothers
The yearling steers envy their intact brothers
Hopefully, we'll occasionally post updates to our endeavors here.