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Last month Roger and I donated a December calf to the MI Jersey Club for its annual spring sale. I never realized how scary that could be! The calf is wonderfully pedigreed, sweet, and show age. Austin helped me break her to lead before the sale.

As the winning ticket was picked at the end of the sale, it was a name that only one family knew. They planned to take the calf home and contact the winner to make sure he wanted to keep 'Flora'. We made an offer on the spot and asked them to contact us.

Roger called the husband, Mr. Hillbilly, today. Mr. Hillbilly told my husband that the deal had been settled. The gentleman who had won the calf mistakenly thought he was buying a meat animal not a breeding animal. Mr. Hillbilly, Mrs. Hillbilly, and Granddaughter Hillbilly negotiated a deal to trade the winner a quarter of beef, around $250 worth, for the calf. Roger asked if they wanted to sell her. Mr. Hillbilly said, "Sure, $1000." Roger asked if Mr. Hillbilly would trade a milking Guernsey for the Jersey calf. Mr. Hillbilly said, "We can't afford the feed bill we have now. We're selling some to feed the ones we have. But that little calf is back in a hutch and doing great."

AAAHHHHH!!! I understand that sometimes in business things don't work out in your favor. I also realize that I cannot control how other people run their business. I furthermore realize that when I send an animal through an open sale or raffle, I take the chance that anyone will end up with it. That said-I WANT THAT CALF BACK!!!!!