Just a scoop full
By Jerry Nine
The feeder cattle market has been slipping some for the past two months. Earlier I would admit that we were at figures that were high enough that it was more than challenging for cattle feeders to make any money. In fact, most are, to put it bluntly, "sick of losing money." I really do not think there is a reason for cattle to be slipping this far in price except for there are no willing buyers on the futures market. At least not enough to provide any support, so the futures market goes lower until the big boys decide to run it the other way. I'm not for sure who the big boys are, but all I know is that I am not one of them. I do not mind losing money if I think there is a justified reason such as too many cattle. But it is very frustrating to lose money simply because someone is trading a commodity that they know and care nothing about. Or these big boys know if they drive the futures market lower, the price they pay for fats isn't always a direct correlation with what meat costs at the counter. In other words, more money in the bog boys' pockets.
I cannot stay completely gripy as we finally have green wheat pasture to put cattle on instead of feed them every bite they eat. The weather has been very warm and pretty. I would rather sweat any day than I would shiver.
Calf prices have fallen some but are still very high if our feeder market stays the same as it is today.
One cattleman called this morning and said he was sending two loads of steers to the sale today. He said, "You will need to sort them." He said, "They are about as uniform as me and my wife." I hesitated for a moment, which is unlike me, as I knew he was a fairly large man but I didn't know whether his wife was bigger yet or small. He laughed at my hesitation and said, "No, she is a very tiny woman and I have gained real well."
Last week at the sale my auctioneer was selling a small calf. There were two women who work at the sale bidding on this calf back and forth for several bids. I'm sure my auctioneer did not realize how this was going to sound, but just after he said, "Sold," he said to me over the microphone, "Have you ever been between two women?" He was referring to their competitive spirit in trying to buy this calf. I hollered back and said, "No, but are you trying to tell us something?" Needless to say, the crowd got quite a laugh.
I saw a sign the other day that said, "Don't wait for strong men to take you to church." Let's all try to be a better neighbor and be happy. Life is short. Enjoy it.