Okay, we have "ordered" the cow. Several of my blogging buddies responded to my post a few days ago wanting to join us in our cow purchase.
My pastor's wife, R, called to place the order. The person at the farm said these exact words, "We have a cow with your name on it." She is feeling oh so guilty and referred to herself as a "cow hitman".
JR, another friend joining us on this excursion, has insisted we refer to this whole transaction as the "beef tree" that needs to be harvested. I told her we need to have a moment of silence on Wednesday for our cow. When I said that, she almost lost it.
Oh my. Good thing none of us sissies came to the Pacific Northwest with Lewis and Clark. Sacajawea would have laughed her leather smock and moccasins off at us.
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Ok, you are all too funny! A few years ago our neighbor was raising a couple of steers (we ended up with 1/2) and the kids named them "Lunch" and "Dinner" and had no qualms whatsoever about eating them. God has created all things with a purpose and this is their purpose. :) In fact, the kids are probably the most excited about this whole thing with the cow! If it makes y'all feel better...we can have a moment of silence on Wednesday...at lunch time :) LOL
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