If they wanna, you’re gonna! His father bought him a dairy calf for his 4H project. The boy named the calf Snowflake. She was mostly white in color with small blocks of black. The family farm needed another milking cow, and when the calf grew up they were assured of getting it. Over the months that the ten-year-old boy fed and cared for the bovine, an attachment occurred between them. She reached her head through the fence so he could scratch her head. She enjoyed the human attention. He taught her to lead with a halter. Gradually the calf reached adulthood, growing large in size. She would nuzzle the boy and lift him off the ground with her strength. She was no longer that timid calf his father brought home only a little over a year before that time.

One day after arriving home from school, the farm boy heard a ruckus by the pens and went to investigate. Snowflake had gotten out of her pen. The horses were disturbing her and she was ready to run to parts unknown. Quickly the excited boy grabbed a halter and rushed to head the calf off before she got into a larger pasture. Just then the horses spooked the unyielding calf toward a barbed wire fence. As the boy watched in wide-eyed amazement, she jumped over the top strand of barbed wire and sailed effortlessly to the other side. By that time the boy’s father heard the fracas and rushed to his assistance. They quickly cornered and caught the frenzied animal before further damage was done.

"Son, go lead her over to the neighbor’s house so she can be with his bull", the naive boy’s father said.

The neighbor had some teenage girls that were only a few years older than the boy, and in the young man’s mind the idea was an excellent excuse to visit them. Calf by side, they set off to their destination. The neighbor lived about a half-mile away. On the beginning part of the journey, Snowflake behaved excellently, following obediently behind. About midway the pace quickened. At first the boy didn’t mind the acceleration, but he quickly tired. Snowflake did not. By the time they got to the neighbor’s pasture gate, she was practically dragging the boy. The beast had become too much for him to handle. He took off her halter and turned her loose in the pasture. Out of breath and wide-eyed with amazement at the change in his calf’s demeanor, the boy stood, too shocked initially to see the neighbor's teenage girls wander up behind him. "Wow," he exclaimed, unaware of their presence, "If they wanna, you’re gonna!