On my way to Muenster this morning to pick up a meat order, I stopped in Sherman to fill the truck full of diesel. A guy pulled up next to me with a 20ft something gooseneck, so of course I had to indulge my curiousity. In this huge trailer he just had one little calf, said it was an orphan and he was taking it to the sale. Since it was a heifer and a hereford, (Paul's favorite), I asked what he was hoping to make at the sale and told him I'd like to buy her. We pulled over in the Walmart parking lot and he roped up three of her legs and put her in the back seat for me. Since she was secured, she didn't make a mess in my truck (whew). Happy 22nd Anniversary Paul!