On the Edge of Common Sense

I have known and worked with many women in the feedlot business. Some as cowboys, some as vets, some as lay doctors, as cattle processors, feed-truck drivers, foremen (or forepersons) and managers (or should that be womanagers?).

Lest you think I’m going to waste your time with a commentary on cute political correctness witticisms, relax, I’m not. Nor do the feedlot women I know waste their time w...