Spending $6,500 on a prized pedigree bull is a fantastic investment—unless that bull completely ignores your cows and shows more passion for a patch of clover.
That was exactly my problem. My expensive new Black Angus wouldn’t even look at the herd. Out of options, I called the vet. He checked the bull over, shrugged, and said, “He’s perfectly healthy, just a little young and unmotivated. Try giving him one of these pills once a day.”
The results were absolutely terrifying.
Within forty-eight hours, that bull transformed into an unstoppable machine. He serviced my entire herd, demolished a heavy-duty timber fence, and bred every single one of my neighbor’s cows too. There’s no stopping him now.
I honestly have no idea what kind of potent medicine the vet packed into those miracle tablets…
“…but they taste exactly like peppermint.”
