We had to haul a cow last weekend. I'm not sure if it was because of a full moon or what. Just went nuts on us. The neighbor called and said she was in his pasture. We got her up to his little pens. I should have known better. That witch tore them up. So after an hour or so of messing with her. I let her out on the road and walked her back to our place. After she got back in our place. Thats when she started running at me and acting a fool. Got her in our pens and she went over a 6 foot steel panel. Me and the hubby just looked in disbelief. She's never acted this way before. The next evening I took cubes down and put them in the pen. She really was not wanting to go in there,but she couldn't stand everyone else eating her cubes. Soon as she went in got the gate closed and I got to whipping her, to go in the shute. It took her about 5 seconds to be loaded. After,the trailor gate was close she went crazy. Pawing the floor ,blowing snot, jumping, kicking. That little ol trailor was just a rocking.
It was time for her to go. We had her checked at the sale barn. She had a calf last July. But she never bred back.