A Little Less Bull

We're doing some reorganization around Crazy M.  First, we got rid of our new breed bull.  He kept getting out here at the house.  We couldn't trust that he would stay in at the lease, where we need him, so he had to go.  Plus he was mean.  We don't want the responsibility of having a loose mean bull out and about.  That left us with a predicament.  What are we gonna breed to now?

Then after our other bull, Eyebrows, got into Mojo's pasture last week, we've had issues with him.  He's been penned up with Stubby.  I walk by his pen and he comes at me.  He should be out of here this week.  The husband said he really doesn't want any big bulls at the house.  He'd rather sell them young so we don't have to deal with all their "issues" once they are about 3 years old.  I have no problem with that.

That left us with Stubby.  We've tried selling him.  For some reason, it never goes through.  Truth be told, I don't want to see him leave.  Y'all know how attached I am to him.  After we brought him home Saturday from the bullriding, I sat on his feed trough as he ate, thinking I would really miss him if he left.  He really is "my" bull.  There is a connection between us as strange as that seems.  So I talked the husband into putting Stubby out on the cows.  And boy was he happy! (Stubby that is!)