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Kobe lived 21 of his 24 months on pastures on The 3-Bell Ranch. He was never subjected to the moo-hell of feedlots or toxic foods. Rather he lived on 30 acres of pasture, 1/3 of which was replanted last year. He shared this pasture with his childhood friend, Bruiser, and 10 other moos introduced in September, 2010. As far as I know he had a couple of really awful days in his life-- Those were the day Kobe-White-Face died and the following day when he and Bruiser mourned the loss of their dear friend.

I am committed to humane treatment of our animals. I raise my animals in rich social environments on quality pasture. I make every effort to consider the physical, social and emotional well-being of our animal from birth to death.

There has been a learning curve here.

Whereas Kobe died without stress or fear, we did not adequately consider the impact there would be on his moo-friends who discovered his demise through the scent of his blood left in their winter pasture. Willie in particular, was devastated. I report this to you, the reader, to tell you-- and to show you (The 3-Bell Ranch video, Who's Your Beef)-- that the capacity of love, devotion and empathy of one moo for another is something to which most people give no thought.

The vast majority of people purchase their meat from the local grocery store. There is no way to know how the animal whose meat you eat was treated or considered during his life. Beyond "did s/he eat pesticides? herbicides? FrankenFoods?; did s/he live his/her life in the squalor of a feedlot?, there is the consideration of what the quality of his social and emotional life was. I fervently believe that no mass producer or processor can attend to the overall well-being of an animal to the level at which a small farmer can.

No comparison can be made between the experience Kobe, Willie or the other animals have had on The 3-Bell Ranch to those raised in the Factory Farm. There is only contrast.

"CAFO - The Tragedy of Industrial Animal Factories :: The Book, Essays." CAFO - The Tragedy of Industrial Animal Factories. UC Press Distribution , 1 July 2010. Web. 24 Jan. 2011.

 

New Moos

11/13/2010

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Toward the beginning of September we brought home the foundation stock for our 3-Bell moo- stock. We purchased these three from Bob Walsh, of the Double WW Ranch. Wille, a purebred Wagyu bull is everything Bob said he is; he's a kind an gentle soul. Wagyu is the breed of cattle known best for producing "Kobe beef," that savory meal served in Japan.

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Tinkerbell, an Angus cow, is the noisiest moo I've ever met. Their baby, Kobe Junior is an amicable little fellow...

A few days later we introduced Diamond, a purebred Pinzgauer cow. Pinzgauer is a breed that produces meat that is among the most tender of any beef breed and said to routinely exceed other breeds in juiciness and flavor.

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I also brought home a little Dexter. I'd had my friend Tammy pick her up. AnaBelle Moo is not the best purchase to date! But she is a sweetheart and provides a calm, sweet energy for the other cows.

Next (last but not least!) came the purebred Red Angus moos.

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The red moo crew lived in a 40-acre grass field before they joined us. They'd been fenced with metal panels, but their owner, Smit, felt that they would be respectful of our electrobraid fences. These moos are as sweet as Smit said they were. It took Smit, his wife, Tina, and me a few hours to get them into the horse trailer, but once secured, they traveled well, and they settled in nicely in their new digs at The 3-Bell Ranch. Within a few days we felt they were ready to turn out into pasture.

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And, man oh man, did that make their day!

Puka-moo ran everywhere he went!

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He checked out the chickens!
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He explored the field!
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"Come ON, Daryl!!! I'll race you!" he challenged!
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And the Moo Race was ON!
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The Red Moo Crew spent a few days together in the front pasture while Willie called out to them in his little Elk voice. Finally we herded the RMC to meet Willie and the gang.

Moos, it seems, don't really do the pecking order rituals one sees with horses. They're more like eight-grade football players:

"Hey, Kobe Junior!" (Whack!)

"How ya doin' Hercules!" (Whack!)

There's no harm intended. Just good rib-slaming fun.

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Bruiser was delighted to have a new moo friend but Daryl looked a bit more tentative. It's never comfortable being the new kid in town, even if you are a moo.
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Puka-Moo explored at a gallop and the rest fell in behind him.

(Front to back: Puka-Moo, Daryl, Kobe, Kobe Junior, Tinkerbell, Diamond, Mama-Moo)
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Diamond and Tinkerbell became fast- friends.