Romeo Romeo, Thou Art Steer Perfection

‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a [steer].
What’s [a steer]? It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a [Bovinae]. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,…

Romeo was saved from slaughter. He’s now the tallest steer of his kind | US news | The Guardian

Under the Moores’ watch, Romeo has grown into the globe’s tallest steer, eating 100lbs of hay and 15lbs of grain daily – as well as drinking a bath tub fall of water to wash it all down. Photograph: Misty Moore / Guinness World Records