11-4-2019 Alfalfa and Grass

Monday November 4, 2019

23 loads.

We had a good 1^st Monday sale. Prices remained pretty steady. We will be having Monday and Thursday sales every week for the next six months. Come early on Thursday to taste all the chili at our chili cook off!!

Alfalfa:7

SIZE   LBS    $/TON CUT

3x4   50600 245.00

lgrd  45980 140.00 1st

lgrd  48460 132.50 1st

lgrd  49460 132.50 2nd

lgrd  48320 127.50 1st

lgrd  46800 125.00 2nd

lgrd  43820 122.50

GRASS: 14

SIZE   LBS  $/TON

lgrd  44100 152.50

lgrd  47420 145.00

lgrd  42060 130.00

lgrd  54580 122.50

lgrd  36960 120.00

lgrd  38460 120.00

lgrd  33920 102.50

lgrd  36480 102.50

lgrd  48180  97.50

lgrd  48800  90.00

lgrd  52200  87.50 oats hay

lgrd  49420  75.00 red clover

lgrd  45620  15.00 damaged

lgrd  45420  15.00 damaged

lgrd  47200  15.00 damaged

A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird’s chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head and sadly said, “I’m sorry, ma’am, you duck has passed away.”

“Are you sure?” the distressed woman wailed.

“Yes, I am sure. Your duck is dead,” he replied.

“How can you be so sure?” she protested. “I mean you haven’t even done any testing… he might just be in a coma.”

The vet rolled his, turned, and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a black Labrador retriever. As the lady looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the exam table and sniffed the duck top to bottom. He looked up at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the dog on the head and took it out of the room. A few moments later he returned with a cat. The cat jumped on the table and delicately sniffed the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back, shook its head and meowed and softly strolled away.

The vet looked at the woman and said, “I’m sorry, but as I said this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck.”

The vet turned to his computer, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.

She took the bill, still in shock. “$1500!” she cried. “$1500 just to tell me my duck is dead!”

The vet just shrugged, “I’m sorry, but if you would have just taken my word for it, it would have been $20. With the Lab report and the Cat Scan, it is now $1500.”