And as I said before they’re no different than teenage boys, full of testosterone and no way to eloquently deal with it. I guess you could also equate them to overly zealous body builders or cage fighters. Add a girl into the mix and you’ve got a recipe for disaster. We lease our bulls, and we don’t usually turn them out until after the 4th of July. For those of you that are now wondering, the gestation period of a cow is 9 months. And this year, we got our bulls almost a week ago. And because we don’t have our bull pastures fenced off yet, they’re hanging out in the corral by the barn.
Apparently the girls got too close the other day, because Tuesday, after lunch we headed back to the corral to find the following:
The corral where the bulls had been staying is down between the arena and the corral, and the arena and our saddle horse trap.
And yes, there were three escaped bulls.
And yes, they were promptly put away.
They broke a gate post, a piece of mega-plank and knocked down a lot of mega-plank boards and bent some gate hinges all to hell.
And yes, we promptly did a “temporary” fix using cattle panels. We’ll work on putting the whole thing back together later this week.
I’m tellin’ y’all, boys are trouble. And bulls, well they’re no different!