burnt
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So I load a freemartin heifer on the neighbour's bumper hitch trailer to take to the butcher shop this morning. The trailer is solid, lights all work but the brakes don't.
Get down there and the butcher sticks his head out the door and says Is it all tagged up? The big guy's here today. Yup, she's tagged I said.
I put one in last night so I wouldn't forget this morning.
Chased her off and into the holding pen. Nice shiny heifer, could have been fatter but I had two customers that wanted leaner meat this time so it's all good. The CFIA chappie is looking her over and it's all good.
I go to leave and he looks at his clipboard and says Are you on the list?
I go instantly hostile and get right into his face and says WHAT LIST? He's taller than me but backed off a step. So, my hearing being kinda poor right then, I step up a step. In case his hearing's bad too.
He says The Humane Transport List. I says to him NO, I'M NOT ON THE LIST I TORTURE THEM ALL THE WAY HERE JUST TO MAKE THEIR LIVES MISERABLE BEFORE WE KILL THEM . . .
For some reason he seems to get the idea that he's got a real lively one here.
He quietly goes on to explain his humane transport crap and I explain to him that I come here twice a year with beef to butcher and that's it. He looks in the trailer and there's a foot of fresh straw in the bottom. He looks at the sides of the trailer and it's all good and good paint. Looks at the trailer license and back at his "list". So I said IT'S NOT EVEN MY TRAILER - I BORROW IT TWICE A YEAR TO BRING BEEF HERE TO BUTCHER.
He looks back at the trailer and said Looks good to me.
Luckiest thing he said all day. bureaucrats.
Get down there and the butcher sticks his head out the door and says Is it all tagged up? The big guy's here today. Yup, she's tagged I said.
I put one in last night so I wouldn't forget this morning.
Chased her off and into the holding pen. Nice shiny heifer, could have been fatter but I had two customers that wanted leaner meat this time so it's all good. The CFIA chappie is looking her over and it's all good.
I go to leave and he looks at his clipboard and says Are you on the list?
I go instantly hostile and get right into his face and says WHAT LIST? He's taller than me but backed off a step. So, my hearing being kinda poor right then, I step up a step. In case his hearing's bad too.
He says The Humane Transport List. I says to him NO, I'M NOT ON THE LIST I TORTURE THEM ALL THE WAY HERE JUST TO MAKE THEIR LIVES MISERABLE BEFORE WE KILL THEM . . .
For some reason he seems to get the idea that he's got a real lively one here.
He quietly goes on to explain his humane transport crap and I explain to him that I come here twice a year with beef to butcher and that's it. He looks in the trailer and there's a foot of fresh straw in the bottom. He looks at the sides of the trailer and it's all good and good paint. Looks at the trailer license and back at his "list". So I said IT'S NOT EVEN MY TRAILER - I BORROW IT TWICE A YEAR TO BRING BEEF HERE TO BUTCHER.
He looks back at the trailer and said Looks good to me.
Luckiest thing he said all day. bureaucrats.