Last night I gave that bull what I thought was a lot of hay, he ate quite a bit of it. Dad came out to help me get through the area that we put the bull in, and dad was not fast enough getting out of the truck and my pup got out. He chased the bull in the with the cows. I didn't really want the bull in with the cows, but that is what I got.
One the way back dad decided he wanted to drive; his driving is getting bad, he scared the living **** out of me, I just might have to go back to Casper to find it. On a positive note, he did say that he thinks he should not drive anymore; don't know it that will happen. I try to do all the driving if I can. His reaction time has really slowed down, and I am not sure he can see all that well. After we unloaded the bull he tried backing the trailer into the spot where we had been parking, he ended up with it at an angle to where it is normally parked, almost hit the swather. I think he tries to go to fast. He feels like he can't do anything anymore, but I'm just glad to have his experience around.