Yesterday, our dear old Billy Big Balls (aka Comet) eased off his mortal coil and went to the eternal rutting grounds in the sky. It's a time of sadness and reflection. While the reality is that all living things eventually die, some of our animals make more of an impact than others - and bulls are long-lived and lone, holding a special place on a farm. So we are off into the unknown for a while, with artificial insemination and all that may entail.
Remembering younger days, when he was a mighty beast. Goodbye old buddy, and happy trails.
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