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Week 23 of the Quarantine

SAN MARTIN, ARGENTINA – “The cattle are gone.”

Our office window looks out on the pasture. Yesterday, there were 120 cows in the field. This morning, none.

Yesterday, we had heard some moaning in the field. Calves were separated from their mothers. Neither mothers nor calves were happy about it.

But this moaning was a little different. Strange. Unsettling. Like something was seriously wrong. We didn’t know what to make of it.

This morning, we found out.

Bad News

“I’ve got some bad news, Boss,” said the foreman.

“We lost two cows yesterday. So we moved the whole herd out of the pasture last night.”

“What happened?”

“These were the cows that just came down from the ranch. We shouldn’t have left them in the alfalfa. It was too rich for them.

“We’re putting them back now… But we’re keeping a closer eye on them.”

We explained that we had heard an odd-sounding moaning coming from the field.

“Oh… yes… That’s what it was… They eat the alfalfa. They’re not used to it. It blows up in their intestines, blocking the normal flow. They swell up and die.

“When you hear them crying out like that, you need to get a sharp knife and go out and find the cow. You stick the knife right into the stomach. Make sure you puncture the intestines so the gas can get out.”

“Ok…”

Regards,

Bill