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	<title>Comments on: April 16, 2008 &#8211; Milo and Fern</title>
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		<title>By: Sharon W.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sharon W.</dc:creator>
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		<description>Can&#039;t believe you guys can name your animals and then sell them and butcher them and eat them.  I remember the time we raised a calf for ourselves, naming it &quot;Calfy&quot; (we were terribly original).  took us a long time to be able to eat Calfy after we butchered her.  We all got in the truck to take her to be slaughtered, with three of us in tears as we waved &quot;good-bye&quot; to her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Can&#8217;t believe you guys can name your animals and then sell them and butcher them and eat them.  I remember the time we raised a calf for ourselves, naming it &#8220;Calfy&#8221; (we were terribly original).  took us a long time to be able to eat Calfy after we butchered her.  We all got in the truck to take her to be slaughtered, with three of us in tears as we waved &#8220;good-bye&#8221; to her.</p>
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