Cliff's brother's bull arrived today for his little stint of service. He's the same one who sired this year's calves, but he sure looks different from last year; he's matured and grown, and looks like a real BULL now.
Tyler and Travis, the thirteen-year-old twins next door, went with Cliff to get the bull, and they took Mandy along. Now I suppose she'll be wanting to go with us every time we leave. She is gravitating to the outside more and more, and I'm glad of that. We didn't need a house dog. Tonight she's just taking it easy, no doubt worn out from her big day of riding in the pickup and bull-rustling.