Delicate indeed, Peter.
One evening a young cattle rancher was sitting on his front porch with Sally, a pretty young gal who lived on an adjoining ranch. As they sat watching the beauty of the setting sun they suddenly also saw that his prize bull had mounted one of his cows and was going at it furiously.
Figuring that this was an omen for him to make his move, he put his arm around her and whispered "Sally, I'd sure like to be doing what that bull is doing".
Sally immediately whispered back "Well then, why don't you? After all, it is your cow!".
