Losing a pet is often a sad time. I have had a bit of a heavy heart for the past couple days as well, however, mine is cattle related. I did what I thought I would never do, and that is I hauled one of my beloved herd bulls to the auction mart. He was a Rodeo Drive son that I raised and he had been a great herd bull. He was my bud.... he was one of the most gentle giants I have ever had around. He was quiet from the day he was born and he remained that way throughout his 6 years here.
He was probably too big for todays cattle trends.... well, no probably about it... he definitely was! He weighed 3180 lb at the auction after the trailer ride and an overnight stand so if he even had 5 % shrink he would have weighed 3340 lb. He was in nice shape but he was not fat.I am 6'1" tall and when I stood behind him, the peak of my cap rested on his tail head. He had so much " right" about him. He moved like a cat, he had absolutely perfect feet and he was tremendously thick. His sons were always popular with our commercial buyers. His daughters had perfect udders and they are becoming excellent brood cows.
Two years ago, he went through testicle degeneration, that is his testicles shrink 6 cm over 2 months. Then it stopped and we thought he probably would never breed again. Despite this, he settled 20 females each of the last two years in a short breeding season. This spring I added another herd sire and implanted 50 embryos, so it looked like Merger may not need to see service. I was not going to sell him, but then it was not real fair to him to have to stand in a pen and let the flies eat him either. I finally decided I would send him to market. On the way to town I almost turned around a few times. Now that he is gone, I feel like I have lost a best friend. In some ways he was a friend. When I did my pasture checks he always came to get his scratch when he saw the truck come into the pasture. When breeding season was over, I would drive into the pasture and open the endgate of the trailer and he would just walk in. He seemed to know that it was time to go home. I never sae him try to fight with other bulls. Some tried to fight with him, but he would just stand there and let the other pick on him.
If I have stolen this thread, I apologize.... again. But Merger was my almost a pet in some ways and more than just a pet in other ways. Like a pet he was a faithful friend... and I will miss him. The $1939 he brought, as a meat bull, doesn`t mean much right now. I have attached a picture of HC Merger 93M ET.....