Hubby, knife in hand who has been doing this for more years than he can remember. One of our first dates was just the two of us doing this in the rain, unplanned and very late at night, to a cow who had prolapsed and nothing more could be done for her... I don't think I'll ever forget THAT night!
Pops, my FIL, oversees the whole procedure.
Pops and Hubby cutting off the hooves.
Hubby, Dorothy (a neighbour who is often helping on the ranch), Grandma (MIL), and Pops.
I hope I haven't been too graphic for you all but I really wanted to show you a bit of country life. The meat will hang for a few days and we'll be grinding beef on Saturday, if you'd like to help you know where I live :)