I Am Still Here

The noise was deafening; generators roaring, hired workers yelling, and the sounds of buffalo snorts and grunts, along with the gates slamming shut, were jarring. The combination of dust and the musky odor of buffalo served as a reminder of my purpose there. As my friend jokingly refers to them as "minivans with horns," buffalo are indifferent to collisions, even if it means crashing into objects or individuals, I should have been terrified, but I wasn’t. It was just another day for seven year old me except instead of cattle we were working buffalo and I was learning how to insert CIDRs for the first time.

It has been nearly three decades since I performed my initial CIDR insertion on a buffalo, and I remain dedicated to this field. Over the years, I have advanced to working with Cervids and providing a wider range of services. However, the memory of my early days spent alongside my mother, absorbing her knowledge and skills, will always stay with me. Through years of practice and various opportunities, I have been able to enhance my proficiency and broaden my horizons in the realm of Cervid Artificial Insemination.