Dear Bingley: I'm reminded of a story told me by a very refined young lady. A farmer saw
that his sow was in oestrus, so loaded her into his wheelbarrow and took her to a farm to
the east to be bred. But she did not conceive, so when oestrus recurred, he put her in
his wheelbarrow, and took her to a farm to the south. Still no results, so when oestrus
signs recurred, he put her in the wheelbarrow, and took her to a farm to the west.
Still no luck. When oestrus again was observed, the sow was already in the wheelbarrow.
Which goes to show you shouldn't let yourself get in a rut.