Got him again

We had a funeral visitation to go to tonight. I went out right after supper to check cattle and that big bull calf was laying in the barn chewing his cud with half a dozen cows and four calves in with him.
I came in and told the wife she might have to go without me. She said she'd help me. I got the cows out of there and he didn't seem to care at all. Acted like a hooker who knew she'd make bail in two hours. "Ya,OK,I'll go,but you know I'll be out in two hours."
We threw up everything we had to hinder his escape this time. Corral panels,gates chained up on top of gates,nailed up galvanized steel,parked a loader tractor in the way.
We got cleaned up and went to the funeral home. He's still in there,but I wouldn't bet ten cents he will be in the morning. I said if we got him again,I'd castrate him right away,but it didn't work out that way.

I would just take him to the sale barn. Much easier and safer in the long run.

If I can get him through the door and in the pen where I load out of,I might as well put him in the chute and castrate him. It's not like he tries to run me down or anything,he's just a jumper. He'll settle down if I can get him weaned and get his hormones to stop surging.

rrlund , Do you or can you just shoot one of those darts in him and knock him out. If not i think i would just put that rascal in the freezer.

I don't own cattle. But thru the years have helped move ,feed , and tended enough to know that one is gonna give you trouble . Gotta agree with JD on this one . Let him be someone else's problem before you tell us all about the trip to the emergency room . Or worse we her about it from somebody else.

DANG,
No wonder you want to head south!

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Speaking of hormones.
They remove their thinking power. My prize stud got out and was trying to get at two mares in heat. He is like a baby on a lead but he was dead set in getting thru the gate. When I tried to grab his halter he pulled away. He stuck his head thru the gate so I reached over the gate and grabbed his halter. H quickly pulled his head back thru. I didn't let go and he stood quiet while put a lead on him. However when he pulled back and my arm went thru the gate I lost a patch of skin and a bit of flesh about the size of a dollar bill folded twice. That was last Thursday and it still has a spot about the size of a quarter that is seeping red.

Make his next appearance on a bun at a fast food restaurant.

We've just had to go through the counceling sessions with an errant bull and explain the direct link between that behaviour and sausages. And he went ack willy again. So - - .

Some tongue in cheek here but it is the millennium flavour.

I called the vet. They don't have one and don't know anybody that does.

What can I say. I'm known at the sale barn for having the wildest cattle on the face of the Earth.

Very funny! Cheeks, lips, ears, pumps and filters = bologna

I'll tell you what,it makes you feel alive.

And glad to still be alive when it's all over at the end of the day.

I was talking to a friend last night and he was telling about a small bull he had like that. He ended up hanging in the barn and ground into berger .

When I was at the sale barn one time a bull calf in the ring darned near went over the ring corral and into the bleachers. even the old seasoned scalpers sitting in the second row were ready to get up and run. LOL. I was at the auction in Bassett Ne maybe thirty years ago. In the staging pen just outside the ring I saw the help all jump up on top of the corral gates right before they let this wild bull calf in the ring. The ring man was on a big cutting horse and he rode the horse into a protected stall on the edge of the ring for cases like this only the horse's rump was still exposed. The bull calf saw the horse's rump and rammed into the horse several times but the rider held the horse still while he calmly sat in the saddle with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth looking back at the action going on. About fifteen seconds later they opened the exit gate, the bull calf ran wide open out of the ring and the guys in back were jumping up on the corral panels again. I was amazed at how well trained the cutting horse was. It was about four times bigger than the calf and could have kicked the calf senseless but it held it's ground.