Working with high value cattle is weird, man. They are like teenagers: mostly capable of looking after themselves but occasionally do incredibly dumb things.

I raised a heifer one time that won her bred and owned show at a jr national and then a couple years later went missing.

I hiked through the river bluffs for two days until I found her in a neighbor’s woods. I put a halter on her and walked a mile home and she never did it again.

She wasn’t like a kid to me, but she did rival a decent dog. If it was a random feeder steer I probably would have just poked around every few days until I got a sighting of it and then acted.

Not Hilary though. I dropped what I was doing and went out to hunt her down.

So often we have this interplay between our emotions and our actions and it seems to me that the true measure of how we feel is shone through what we do about it.

You might feel like someone is special, but are they “drop everything for an indefinite amount of time” special? It’s worth considering, but you don’t often know until the rubber meets the road and it’s time to act.

What will you really do?