Today was full of blood and guts. No, the Jack Russells have been behaving - there has been no murders done by them these days. And the young border collies are behaving quite nicely - no ravaging of the sheep has been done. The murder scene was seen at work today. Not only do I get to chop the heads off of cows, but occasionally I get to take the eyeballs out of cows. You see, some cows develop cancer around their eye, and in order for them to remain comfortable, I do delicate surgery to remove the bad tissue. Okay, in reality, it is a glorified butcher job - only this butcher uses freezing instead of a freezer.
Not only did I take one eye out, I took three eyes out-three cows owned by one rancher (Did I really have to do the math for you? Surely nobody thought I took both eyes out of one cow, or that there are three eyed cows!). The blind bovidae kept coming and coming -I wondered if there was no end in sight. In the end, three cows did not have sight in one eye. It looks as if they will have a pain free winter - the pain will be trying to herd these girls- especially since among the three of them, there isn't one right eye - just left ones. You see?
Oh, and the guts to this story - sometimes you have to have the guts to remove the most foul smelling material from the uterus of a cow just before supper.
You didn't see that coming did you?