Let’s say you’re a cow farmer with your “bread and butter business” relying on how fat/large your cows can get – then the appropriate time to slaughter/sell in order to maximize your profits.
Over time you feed your cows what they need, you even massage them ( in the case of Kobi beef ) you take care of their overall well-being, you protect them from predators and do for the most part – whatever you can to foster “maximum growth”.
The cows appear content, and everything is looking good as your herd has fatten up quite nicely over the past 5 years but finally…………….the time has come.
You’ve caught wind of large storms brewing the east, you’ve had a few renovation costs on the farm, feed costs are set to rise and you’ve done everything you can – given this extended period of good fortune to “fatten the heard”.
Round up ensues.
After some time, you’ve got most of them in the corral but….for those few last stragglers you’ve set out something special……something “gaurenteed” to get them in, and get them in quickly.
The cows just can’t resist, and before long your corral is literally “packed”, you can’t take a single cow more, the storm is clearly seen on the horizon, and the machines running on the “inside of the factory” are primed. Blades sharpened, belts tightened, grinders set.
You’ve timed it perfectly.
You are a master of your craft, a master of deception as the herd of “happy cows” come “willingly down the chute”, bowing their heads to come underneath the structures above, and aligning their heads “absolutely perfectly in line” with what we’ll just call……..the final surprise.
The herd has served you well, as you knew this would be the case…….. but that’s not quite enough for you no……..
It’s those calfs out in the field you’ve got your eyes on now.