One of the heifers went missing early Friday morning. When Chap rattles the gate, they all
come running for breakfast, especially now that they’re about to calve. So, we hopped in the truck to run the fenceline, and sure enough, there she was, bawling near a broken fence post. She’d calved during the night and somehow broke the fence. Her calf wound up on the other side. They’re reunited, now, and both are happy and healthy, and we have another little bull. And a broken fence . . .