The Smell of...MOOney

Easterners like myself have never seen a feedyard.
No, it’s not another term for Chinese Buffet, or for Golden Corral. A feedyard is a uniquely western invention, and its exactly what it sounds like. Here is the definition from a website:
Feedlot - Definition
A feedlot or feedyard is a type of confined animal feeding operation (CAFO) which is usually used for fattening cattle prior slaughter. They may contain thousands of animals in an array of pens. Most feedlots require some type of governmental permit and must have plans in place to deal with the large amount of waste that is generated.
Prior to entering a feedlot, cattle may spend some period of time grazing on a range or on immature fields of grain such as wheat. Once cattle obtain an entry-level weight, about 650 pounds, they are transferred to a feedlot to be fed a specialized diet which may be made up of hay, corn, sorghum, various other grains, by-products of food processing, such as sugar beet waste, molasses, soybean meal, or cottonseed meal, and minerals. Feedlot diets are usually very caloricaly dense, to encourage the deposition of fat in the animal's muscles; this fat is desirable as it leads to 'juiciness' in the resulting meat. The animal may gain an additional 400 pounds while at the feedlot.
Once cattle are fattened up to their finished weight, the cattle are transported to a slaughterhouse.

Trust me, if you like the smell of cow manure, (and I do, in a country boy farm way) you’ll be in heaven. In Kansas, the farmers call it, (only partially joking) “The smell of money” There is a bit of overkill though, and the smells are actually overpoweringly bad, with thousands upon thousands of cattle all crapping and pissing, all the time and in close quarters. The many feedyards that Ive seen here in Kansas are where I have seen the real working cowboys, riding their horses up and down the lines of cows and occasionally having to round up a few strays. Yesterday a couple of small cows got free and I heard the cowboys before I saw them , yelling at the top of their cowboy lungs. It was kind of like a scene from a bad western. Or maybe a good one.
In Georgia, the Chic-Fil-A people have a funny ad campaign for their chicken sandwiches. The ads feature cows imploring the world to eat more chicken, or “chick-in”. Here in Kansas, where beef is king, the feedyard silos often have big lettering that just says Eat Beef, or some similar slogan.
After a few weeks of this aroma, I think I wanna smell a broccoli.