Ranchers?

Ranchers?  I hardly think so.  We been trying to work our little herd through the pens for a fly treatment.  No luck!  They jump over the barriers and run through so fast, they are mere brown blurs.
This weekend we are suppose to separate the babies from the mamas.  It'll be a miracle if it happens.
Some of the "players."

 Ferdinand

 Vivian

 Sweetie

 Big Red

 Brownie

 Belle

 Calfie

Allie

Like all the Mapes and their pets, food is a lure that works.  Why do you think we have Thanksgiving at our house every year?   Fifty pounds of range cubes for our herd nets the same results--100% attendance!