It sure looks like a massacre happened on the bus (aka trailer).
I'm sure the people driving past us didn't know what to think.
Looks like something out of a slasher movie, huh?
Luckily, the sun was going down as we headed home from Stephenville.
So are you wondering what happened? Well, we tipped the 2 year old bulls while we were at the arena. Which means, we cut the ends of their horns off. It has to be done for safety reasons, safety of other animals and safety for us.
It looks much worse than it really is, I promise. I was hesitant about posting it but it's part of of the business. There are rules about how blunt a horn must be in order for the bull to compete. Plus I realized y'all know how much I care for my animals and wouldn't do anything to cause them intentional harm.
Tadpole is a nice hue of red right now.
The husband said the boys were still peeved at him this morning. They wouldn't come up to eat while he was around. So this evening I went out with a can of cubes to see if they were upset with me. They ran right up and got their treats. They still love mama. Do y'all still love us?
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