Ok, somebody has got to go away. Reno has slowly destroyed one of our gates. It needed replacing, so maybe I should thank him for ripping it out for me, but I would have like to have done it on my schedule, not his. Dratted bull!
Our neighbors have some Longhorn cattle and a bull, so Reno thinks he should be with them and our little herd. Needless to say, the neighbors aren’t too crazy about that, but no matter how the fence between is fixed, Reno goes through it like it doesn’t exist.
So, hopefully, he is going home. We really just don’t have a place to keep him right now
Here’s a few snapshots of the now defunct gate…