> From: Julia Thompson [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]] > > I witnessed the birth of a calf once, and helped name it. > > About 18 months later, the girl whose family's calf it was > came up to me > in school and said, "Remember X?" [Calf's name withheld] > > "Yeah." > > "We ate him last night." > > I was *not* amused....
My wife and I stayed at a bed and breakfast for our honeymoon that was on a farm*. The hosts had a tradition that if a calf was born while you were there, they would name the calf after you. Then you could come back the next year and eat some of your namesake. (They also offered to wake us up in the middle of the night to see the birth. We said no thanks.) Fortunately, no calves were born while we were there. - jmh * We were poor college students! _______________________________________________ http://www.mccmedia.com/mailman/listinfo/brin-l
