Just prior to the sale, Dainty had been extremely ill after miscarrying triplets. It's pretty rare for them to go full term and produce three live calves that go on to thrive (I've had it happen twice in twenty years and thousands of calvings). She had such a will to live that we just couldn't put her down and, once she was strong enough, the boss let me put her out with the pregnant dry cows and stock bull.
The day of the on-farm dairy herd dispersal came and I was so worried about Dainty. Who would buy her? She was both empty and dry. The vet said he doubted she would ever get in calf again and would probably be minus two quarters anyway. She was destined for the butcher's window.
I waited for Dainty to come through the auction ring but she didn't show. Then the boss approached me with her pedigree certificate and said "She's yours!".
Turns out she wasn't infertile after all, and her udder is in perfect working order. Happy days!!
Ain't she cute!