16 months ago my hub lost his wedding band when he forgot to take it off when we were going to pull a calf. It fell off in our barn yard lot which would be the equivalent of losing it in the ocean except this was an ocean of straw and cow shit. Every year we use a pay loader to haul manure to spread on the field after the crops are harvested.
So we mourned the loss of this ring. It was a custom made Indian Shaman inspired white and yellow gold, soul catcher that matched my band. I found his ring today in this 80ft by 120ft cement lot that has about a ton or more of manure in one corner waiting to be loaded in the spreader after they pick our mint in 2 weeks. I just looked down and there it was. So amazing because there are five cows walking around in there waiting to be bred and doing what cows do... eat, poop, eat, poop
