Had days that were similar. Once was loading some cull cows, one of which was a witch and had a nasty disposition. Well I managed to get them in the crowding area and into the chute. The crazy one went first with a timid one second and another third. The crazy one jumps into the trailer turns around and wants back out. The next one will not crawl into the trailer with the crazy one making such a ruckus. I go get the hot-shot from behind the seat and of course the batteries are dead. Call a neighbor to give me a hand, we get them loaded, he heads out and I follow behind. Get going up the road and something just doesn't feel right. Stopped, got out to take a look. One tire is off the rim and the other is just about on the ground. One spare and it is flat too. It's late, no one open to get the tires fixed.
Neighbor, being a good neighbor, got his trailer and hauled them in for me. Hope you had somone to give you a hand.