Monks Quitting Cattle Operation

All Things Considered reports on the Benedictine monks of Assumption Abbey in Richardton, North Dakota preparing to sell their Angus herd at auction this fall:

KENT: That's some of the 300 head of cattle the Benedictine monks have cared for since the monastery was built at the end of the 19th century. Brother Placid Gross has been the main cowboy wrangler for the black angus herd almost since he arrived here at the abbey in 1957.
PLACID GROSS: The monks came here, started the monastery here in 1899 and they have had a farm right from the beginning. It was a way of raising our own food. In the early days, everybody had beef cattle and dairy cattle, but now, in recent years, we are selling most of the cows. We still butcher our own, but we don't butcher very many, so it's the source of income for the abbey.
KENT: A source of income that's about to disappear as the monks prepare to sell their herd at auction, probably around Thanksgiving. Abbott Brian Wangler, who's in charge here, says it's strictly because there just aren't enough monk cowboys to manage the herd. Most monks here are older than 40 and fewer young men are entering religious orders these days.
BRIAN WANGLER: Well, it's people willing to do the work, knowing how to do the work and so it almost requires somebody who was raised on a farm. I mean, you can learn the work, but you really got to have an interest in it and we just don't have enough young people who are really interested in that kind of work.
KENT: Interested in the hard life of both caring for cattle and being a monk, which requires group prayer sessions four times a day. At 76, Brother Placid is finding the task of handling the substantial herd with one assistant just too taxing.

Wait, so there aren't many people who want to be both cowboy AND monk?  I'm not exactly surprised at that.  Don't get me wrong, for whatever reason I want to keep cattle around.  Also, it's not like a vow of chastity is a huge difference from my life without one, but the combination of the two?  In North Dakota?  I just can't imagine that people aren't beating down the doors of the monastery (tongue firmly in cheek).  It's a shame they have to sell out, and the best of luck to them, but I can't profess to be surprised.