The day of our herd dispersal sale was one of the happiest days of my life.
I miss just two things about owning cattle. Watching the babies play, and putting a properly grain-fattened steer into the freezer.
Now when I feel the need for either of those things I go see Good Neighbor Dave.
My days of getting bull-stomped are over.
Both sets of my grandparents had cow herds - both had beef cattle & one also had a Grade A dairy. While I have never owned cows, I did help the grandparents so I do have some appreciation of the work involved & how easy it is to get hurt ... stepped on, kicked, head butted & I personally have been chased by bulls (yikes!).
Fortunately, the two things you miss, I can currently enjoy: watching the babies play in the field across the road & my niece bought a large 4H steer that she recently processed so I have access to good beef plus the neighbor next door will also gladly sell me a cow to process :-)