We have been tossing around what to do with Mojo. For those that don't remember, he's the bull that broke his leg. We've had him in a pen by himself since Rent-A-Husband brought him home. We will be needing that pen when we wean the calves here pretty soon. We initially decided to get him collected and then put him down. Husband called all over, talking to many different places regarding that. We were told that we needed to wait till it cooled down for better collection. Then we thought about just taking him to the packer. But we were hestitant cause he still gets around, still eats/drinks and the only issue is his leg. So we did what we normally do when we can't make a decision, we flipped a coin. Heads we keep him, tails we cut his head off. Landed on heads, so husband said we'd do the best out of three. Well, the next flip landed on heads too so we're keeping him longer. But you know what that meant? We had to build fence. He needed a pasture just to himself so we could use his pen. We decided to put in a cross fence with the wire and posts from a previous fence we put up that is no longer needed. So I unclipped the wire and the Husband pulled the posts. We're very "green"!
So the Husband started stretching the wire.
Once the bottom wire was stretched, the T-posts were next.
This was his way to measure the post, chin height was perfect.
Hubby was lookin' pretty tired so I took my turn.
Can I just say that T-post driver is HEAVY! Makes hittin' the post easier but a booger at pickin' it up.
Then I found this picture in the mix. You just can't trust the husband with the camera.
I went a little crazy on this post. Just don't know my own strength! It was a tad bit short.
Finally got the posts drove and hubby headed back to the truck. He made sure to tell me, "Take my picture as I walk away." But he also said, "Tell the gals I'm sorry these pants are so loose." Geez....
Next step was clippin' the fence out. We counted out the clips and were going to lay them next to each post. Hubby said we didn't have a way to carry them. Leave it to me to figure it out. I stuck those clips all over, four pockets, waistband, inside my gloves, etc. Just call me the Clip Queen.
Got the fence finished and let Mojo out. Well we opened his gate and he refused to venture out all day. Finally, during the night, he left his pen. Now he lays along the fence line enjoying the shade.
Next task: Bull pens...