Although I grew up on a dairy farm, I have to admit I did not have much interest in the goings-on of the farm operation. I was usually busier with taming the kittens and watching The Price is Right at Grandma Schmidt's house. However, I am now married to a farmer - a beef cattle farmer - not to be confused with a dairy farmer. They are actually quite a bit different from each other. On one hand, I still don't know a lot about what goes on at this farm. On the other hand, I know a lot more than I did 9 years ago. One of the first things I learned about these cows is that in the spring (around mid-April), they are let out to pasture for the summer. In the fall, they return to the farm so we can feed them throughout the winter. This brings me to last Saturday (the most gorgeous day on record)! It was time to "work cattle" - another term I've learned along the way. This means that the cattle had to be rounded up, separated from the...