funny at the time, and still...advertised weanling calves in the local paper...had many calls for my group of babies...one couple came chugging up the dirt road and drive in a four door car, a rather nice one...I figured they were there just to look...they were quite a pair...sandals with black feet, not a full set of teeth between them...he was chewing tobacco and spitting everywhere...ug! So I figured they had just come to look...we went to the calf pen and they looked and talked and evaluated each little steer...they picked one...I told them the price and the money came out of pockets, shoes, bras and socks and they finally found enough to pay for the calf...I asked them when they were coming back for him. They said they were going to take him with them now...I looked at them, the calf, the CAR and said, "huh?" They said he could ride in the back seat...I am thinking, "Oh God, you are kidding!" We put two ropes on the steer and moved him to the car...my husband, myself, and the two buyers...they opened both back doors on the car, fed the rope through and proceeded to drag, push and pull the calf into the car...anyone who know cows knows that when they get scared the bellow, slobber, evacuate their bowels and urinate buckets of the stuff they have been saving for special scary situations...we got him in the back seat, the doors slammed and they pulled out with this calf doing all of that and bucking around in the back seat...I would not have wanted to clean out that car...can you imagine?!