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Speaking as one who has not yet tried the Impossible Whopper, and who doesn’t plan on it anytime soon, I’ll be so bold to say the alternative beef industry needs to up its game.

This month, ladies and gentlemen, we are going to discuss barn cats (barnicus caticus). I say “cats” plural, because it is impossible to have a single barn cat for more than three days. After three days, you will suddenly find your cats have multiplied according to the Fibonacci sequence (1, 2, 4, 8, 16, 32 …), or your one barn cat has turned into no barn cats.

Life is just a bowl of cherries
to a first-rate feedlot hand.
All the gates swing free and easy;

I went out early that morning to grain and water the leppies and misfits. We were planning on moving cows that morning from Lake Creek to Carson Creek Canyon, and we wanted to get to it before the heat of the midmorning sucked all the fun out of being a cowboy.

My family and I had an opportunity recently to get away from the ranch for a few days. We visited family out of state and, while traveling, we mentioned to someone at a hotel that we raise cattle.

If you’re on any form of social media, you’ve probably seen elderly versions of your friends dominating your feed recently.