Month Six: Beef
The guys at work soon learned of my hubby’s hobby. They gave Tony a hard time and lots of advice about the ranch. The first piece of unsolicited help came shortly after we brought home the Jersey steer: “Don’t let your wife name it or you’ll never get to send it to the butchers for some home grown steaks.”
Tony, being the husband that I love, came home and handled the situation in his own way. “Honey, I think we should name our cow.”
“What are we going to call him?” I asked.
“Beef.”