Stories from the journey of fatherhood & brotherhood
I sorted seven Angus cows from the pen and quickly pushed them towards the alley. If my timing and positioning were right they’d hit the curve in the fence and funnel single file into the 40 foot alley where they’d receive their shots. I was in a hurry and in my eagerness to get them quickly loaded I got too close to the lead cow. Instead of turning gently into the alley she balked, spun on her hocks and ran back towards me. I hollered and jumped up and down frantically hoping to...