Some friends are food

Took this guy to the processor this evening.  He's lived with us 18 months and in that time he's had a lot of good grass, time to roam, and another steer to pal around with.  

In other words, he got to live like a bovine.  That is what we owe them: safe, thoroughly bovine, lives. 

In return, since we did not have as many lambs as normal this spring, he will be our main source of protein for the year to come.

Some friends are food.

This is life in the Anthropocene.