about the bull I picked out. Got in the pen with him, walked around him/his buddies, watched him get seperated, etc. In the ring with the auctioneer hollering and such he was a perfect gentleman. Wrote the check, helped load him myself, he was calm and gentle. Drove an hour or so home, unloaded him in my barn and he tried to tear the barn down. We left him alone for a couple hours, went back to check on him, he was still running around the barn with snot slinging. When he saw me walk in, he slammed into the gate in front of me as hard as he could. Made up my mind right quick