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Central Iowa | Dad did about 15 years ago when we were sorting finished calves. The heck of that event was that after Dad got up, she rammed him into the gate and broke two of his ribs.
She turned, stared at me, and I went all blind rage and pouched her between the eyes, Mongo style. I broke two finger bones in that idiotic maneuver.
After fighting it for a few years Dad ended up having to get his knee replaced due to an aggressive arthritis after the injury.
Her steaks were delightful, btw. | |
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kicked knee
