Our third event was a trip to Hermiston Oregon to my Uncle Rulon's. They have some cattle, and yearly they have to brand the new ones, tag, vaccinate, and casterate the male calfs. It is quite an ordeal! And to my male cousins, seemed to be a "Right of Passage" to be able to wrestle a calf down the the ground and hold it down while everything is done to it. I personally, being the city girl that I am, was perfectly fine watching from the other side of the fence. Then afterwards was a big bbq. It was fun to see cousins, aunts, and uncles I hadn't seen in a while.