We moved our replacement heifers and 5 out of the 6 angus bull. The first group of heifers went through the creek like good girls. Then we got to the gate and then went past it one way, turn them around, past it again, turn them around a few went through, the rest went past it! It was like trying to shove a cat in a sock! The next group of heifers (they were all in the same pasture, just different areas), saw us and ran! Ran to the creek, ran up the rocks, back to the creek. They were like dumping marbles on an uneven tile floor! But, that's heifers for ya.
As for the 5 out of 6 bulls, when we went to move the 2nd group of heifers, saw one of them limping pretty bad. He had a HUGE gash in his hind foot. So we tried to load him in the horse trailer. No luck, he didn't want to play.SO, we went home for lunch. Cameron left his horse at home and rode mine. He usually doesn't take any BS from the bulls. I won't bore you with the rest of the details. Needless to say 3 hours later and 2 tired dogs and a tired horse, and a real crabby husband he decided that the middle of the lake was a good place to hang out! So we left him till tomorrow. Maybe he'll be more cooperative. :) Maybe!
|Good girls crossing the creek.|
|Keep going girls.|
|And, through the gate. Good girls, follow the bull! Poof! Dusty!|
|Cameron on my horse Leo. Looking for that darn bull.|
|Leo glad to be home eating grass. It was a long day for him.|