We entered Stubby in another futurity this weekend. So tomorrow morning we will load him up and head out. Hopefully, with us hauling him this time, he won't have as many "issues" as he did at the last futurity. We've hauled him several times since then and he's not caused us any problems. I think he has a phobia about enclosed trailers. Our trailer is an open stock trailer. My rent-a-husband hauled him in is an enclosed aluminum trailer. That's the only thing I can figure that made him wig out so bad.
So keep your fingers crossed for us. I will be twittering as the day goes on if you want the play by play.
In other buckin' news, the Husband took Death Wish to a local jackpot on Wednesday night. It took forever to find a guy to get on him. No one wanted any part of him. They thought he might be mean or something! I don't know where they got that idea. I don't think the Husband told them his name. Maybe he was snarlin' his nose at them when they walked by his pen. He has a habit of doing that when he gets agitated. I think it's cute, but of course, I'm not gettin' on his back!
A kid finally volunteered to get on him. He lasted longer than I thought he might. See for yourself....