tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2149790147619509914.post8899521464353046824..comments2023-07-10T00:31:14.289-07:00Comments on A Day in My Shoes: AndyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04015348653714124010noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2149790147619509914.post-1491180433722240602010-11-18T17:17:47.529-08:002010-11-18T17:17:47.529-08:00While growing up I worked on a family cattle farm....While growing up I worked on a family cattle farm. When it was castration day i was responsible for separating the calf heffers and bulls (so we could cut off the poor little cows balls). <br /><br />I could never tell the boys from the girls. I ended up having to flip every cow onto its back (I could have been a rodeo champ)and getting TSA style on their junk to see if it was a boy or girl.<br /><br />Everyone laughed at me for not being able to tell just by lifting the animals tail. <br /><br />It's not always as easy to tell as some people think it is.Icecycle66https://www.blogger.com/profile/03439842754083206287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2149790147619509914.post-48591289734014406632010-11-13T09:08:05.277-08:002010-11-13T09:08:05.277-08:00I would have been floored too! That's why I lo...I would have been floored too! That's why I love Calicos. They are almost always female (about 97% of them, the male calicos are very rare and are also sterile). Luv my girl kitty! :-)Evil Twin's Wifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05947080160500549248noreply@blogger.com