Eight ball, he's been a bad little steer lately.
But not as bad as Cinnamon.
Both the boys have decided that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence and are going right through it and up onto the road. Which is really pissing the Hubby off, because they are wrecking all the electric fence insulators and really stretching out the wire, not to mention could get hit by a car!
Little farts. The fencer is going to need replacing and quite a bit of fence line as well. Until that time Cinnamon is going into the barn and Eight ball will to if he starts going out on his own.
All bagged up too. The kids can't wait for a new calf.
Chyann and I went riding last night after I got off work.