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The Rock Hill Four

Spyder_Cowgirl

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BRP and CanAm may have the "Spyder Five" .... spydercowboy and I have the "Rock Hill Four" -- here's some pics (in order of birth, with name):

RockHillsChristySmall.jpg TitanSmall.jpg CometSmall.jpg SpunkySmall.jpg
Rock Hills Christy..........Rock Hills Titan...........Rock Hills Comet............Rock Hills Spunky
DOB: 12/24/2012.........DOB: 01/14/2013.........DOB: 01/19/2013...........DOB: 02/02/2013

We plan to keep Christy, sell Titan and his mama (Rock Hills Emerald Star), the other two boys are "spoken for" -- Comet or Spunky is sold and the unsold goes in our freezer next year. That will leave us with our standing population of 5 breeding females. They are SO CUTE when this age (all about 2 days old in these photos), and with oh so soft coats!

Just had to share ... we are mighty proud of our small operation here at Rock Hill Ranch .... Ann :2excited: :2thumbs: :D
 
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Nice lookin burgers..I mean calfs....When we raised or own beef I used to name 'em...There was Chuck, T-bone, and other yummy names.

Had a neighbor buy a calf to raise, and they got so attached they couldnt butcher it.
 
Nice lookin burgers..I mean calfs....When we raised or own beef I used to name 'em...There was Chuck, T-bone, and other yummy names.

Had a neighbor buy a calf to raise, and they got so attached they couldnt butcher it.

We get questions like "How can you eat something that you name?" .... or, while waiting at the butcher ...."You sure you are going to be able to eat this thing, you are treating it like a pet?" The latter is asked as they watch me hand feed the animal to keep it calm ... the calmer they are when slaughtered, the better the meat (as in tender).

Most local ranchers look at us cross-eyed when they see how we "baby" our cows ... let me tell you, though, they are all hand fed and gentle (so gentle that I can, carefully, dislodge sticks that sometimes get stuck between their toes and do so without putting them in a cattle chute). Our neighbor has even purchased 4 bulls from us over the last three years and is about to purchase his fifth ... likes that fact that we always sell him a calm and gentle animal that, well ... ummmmm ..... "has the goods" (if you get my drift).

Oh ... and yes they do produce some delicious burgers, BobD!
 
When I was younger we lived on a farm, Dad used to buy a calf for beef. It was the kids job to feed it. Some were named Marshmallow, some Carmel, etc. depending on who's chore it was to feed it and the color of their coat. One was named Elmer as in Elmer's Glue. (Never buy a Holstein steer for meat. They're mean and too much trouble.)

Believe it or not, you can taste the difference between one steer and another. Charolais were mellow fellows, and their meat was very tender. Angus was a bit tougher because of their short legs. Always escaping into another pasture.

It was a family tradition to guess who we are eating. Marshmallow? Carmel? Elmer? Mom knew the answer and would tell at the end of the meal who was right.

Well, when Hubby and I were first dating, he came over for Sunday dinner. And the topic came up about who we were eating.

Lets just say he ate all his veggies and asked for more...
 
the calmer they are when slaughtered, the better the meat (as in tender).

Very true. It has been proven that adrenaline will toughen the muscle. We raised chickens. Many a Sunday morning I was sent out to get Sunday dinner.
 
Hubby's (Tobor 9) mom used to say "Never make friends with dinner!!!"

:roflblack: Thats a great quote..

Cowgirl, We used to get the same questions. Even had friends that would not come over to dinner if we cooked beef. But they
would choke down a big mac and think nothin of it. Couple times a yr dad would buy 10-15 chickens from a local, and we would spend
the next few hrs pluckin. I hated pluckin.....

I came home from school one day and theres a big box in the garage, dad said its a early b-day gift. I opened the top and this feathered
devil launched at me. I screamed like a little girl and fell over backwards. Dad and my brother about pee'd themselves.. That was one goose I
didnt mind plucking...nojoke...
 
There's nothing at all silly about treating any animal with somerespect, and even kindness before it meets it's final destiny. It costs you nothing, and makes the animal feel just a little bit better! :thumbup:
(I'm just on old softie...:opps:)
 
There's nothing at all silly about treating any animal with somerespect, and even kindness before it meets it's final destiny. It costs you nothing, and makes the animal feel just a little bit better! :thumbup:
(I'm just on old softie...:opps:)

Nothing to do with being a old softie...Its having morals, and treating the critters rite. Yes there fate is sealed, but you are spot on in making there
time here as easy/comfortable as possible. Pluss it makes me feel better...Ok... Ok... I'm a old softie too....
 


Killing animals for food,,,,,, How wonderful of you !!!!!

You all should go to go to the store to buy your meat. It was made there and no animals were harmed. :bbq:









:joke:
 
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Nothing to do with being a old softie...Its having morals, and treating the critters rite.
Ok... Ok... I'm a old softie too....
Reminds me of a Caribou hunt that I was on back in 1989...
Northern Quebec; about 100 miles West of Ungava Bay...
The second day out; one of the hunters wounded a nice Bull. I got to it first and kind of surveyed the damage. It was too weak to get up and run, so we looked at one another.
I then did something pretty damn stupid... :shocked:

I eased over to the animal; speaking softly to it... it raised it's head, seemd to relax. As I knelt by it; the critter just put it's head into my hands. So we talked a little bit about what was going to happen when the other hunter got there. I just helped that Bull to be calm at the end... His head was still in my hands when the final shot hit.
So while I love to hunt; I also try to respect the game animals...
 
Nothing to do with being a old softie...Its having morals, and treating the critters rite. Yes there fate is sealed, but you are spot on in making there
time here as easy/comfortable as possible. Pluss it makes me feel better...Ok... Ok... I'm a old softie too....

LOL :D me too (an old softie, I mean). Plus, I really enjoy getting to know each animal and their individual personalities (and, no that doesn't affect my ability to eat whomever is "selected" in any given year).
 
....I then did something pretty damn stupid... :shocked:...

:agree::yikes: You were :cus: lucky it didn't take "offense" at you being so close after getting shot an wounded! But ... truth be told, I might have done something similar in that situation.
 
Reminds me of a Caribou hunt that I was on back in 1989...
Northern Quebec; about 100 miles West of Ungava Bay...
The second day out; one of the hunters wounded a nice Bull. I got to it first and kind of surveyed the damage. It was too weak to get up and run, so we looked at one another.
I then did something pretty damn stupid... :shocked:

I eased over to the animal; speaking softly to it... it raised it's head, seemd to relax. As I knelt by it; the critter just put it's head into my hands. So we talked a little bit about what was going to happen when the other hunter got there. I just helped that Bull to be calm at the end... His head was still in my hands when the final shot hit.
So while I love to hunt; I also try to respect the game animals...

Ya that could have ended bad for you. Had a firend try to help a deer caught in a fence. Deer was on its last leg. Well that last leg kicked the crap out of him. He did get the deer free, but it died durring the night.

The big misconception with hunters is we dont "care" about the critters.
 
I was armed... and the poor cuss was pretty darn weak at that point...
I was assessing the situation; moment by moment...
He was actually a very gentle animal at that time. He relaxed and let the weight of head down into my hand; how can you not want to try and make him feel better over what's coming? :dontknow:
I almost figure that I was put in that situation for a very good reason; one that as a mere mortal, I cannot fully understand. :shocked:
 
I was armed... and the poor cuss was pretty darn weak at that point...
I was assessing the situation; moment by moment...
He was actually a very gentle animal at that time. He relaxed and let the weight of head down into my hand; how can you not want to try and make him feel better over what's coming? :dontknow:
I almost figure that I was put in that situation for a very good reason; one that as a mere mortal, I cannot fully understand. :shocked:

Your a mortal????................:roflblack:
 
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