As Henry King Jr.'s truck pulls into a secluded pasture, his cattle perk up from their normal standstill. They've got hopeful looks in their eyes.
"I've got this sweet grain mix," Henry said as he tugs at the steering wheel. "Every time they see the truck, they come."
Twelve Angus cows crowd his truck looking for food. He fed them the stuff less than an hour ago, but they want more. A mostly untouched, days-old stack of hay sits about 50 feet from the truck.
King, 65, a former Clarendon County sheriff's deputy, said he never really planned to be a cattle farmer. But after his father died in 1988 he felt obligated to take over his family business.
But there was a catch.