My father raised steer for about 3 or 4 years. He put an electrical fence around his field and he built a small shed near the pond. The first year he had them delivered to his field. The two steer of about 400 pounds each got loose and my brother and myself were assigned the job of getting them back. They had drifted to the Amadon Farm about mile down Wheeler Road into Townsend. We took the Fitchburg Plumbing Supply Company truck and some rope. Soon my brother had lassoed one and off and running he went. No way could he stop that steer from dragging him thru cow chips. Luckily for him my brother finally let go. I was just laughing as Bobby was being tossed around by that steer. Mr. Amadon then told us he would get them onto his truck.
Another time my father and mother were going on a trip and my father wanted me to feed his steer which at that time weighed about 1500 pounds each. I went with my father to learn how to feed them. My father told me to step inside the fence and bang the two metal pails together and the steer would come. Little did I know that the steer, which were standing at the top of the field loved meal time. When I hit the 2 pails together, their ears when up and they started to run down the hill in my direction. I soon had 3000 pounds of beef heading right at me. My back was against the fence and I had no where to go. The steer put their hoofs into the ground about 10 feet from me and slide right up to me. My father was laughing as the sweat fell off my face. Just think, if one of them had hit a cow chip it would have put me thru the fence. Next feeding I STOOD OUTSIDE THE FENCE!
Another time my father and mother were going on a trip and my father wanted me to feed his steer which at that time weighed about 1500 pounds each. I went with my father to learn how to feed them. My father told me to step inside the fence and bang the two metal pails together and the steer would come. Little did I know that the steer, which were standing at the top of the field loved meal time. When I hit the 2 pails together, their ears when up and they started to run down the hill in my direction. I soon had 3000 pounds of beef heading right at me. My back was against the fence and I had no where to go. The steer put their hoofs into the ground about 10 feet from me and slide right up to me. My father was laughing as the sweat fell off my face. Just think, if one of them had hit a cow chip it would have put me thru the fence. Next feeding I STOOD OUTSIDE THE FENCE!
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