It was my uncles sheep and horse ranch in montana. One early morning I woke up to the sound of screaming. They were slaughtering they sprng lambs. I tried to free them by opening the gate to their pen but they just stood there confused. So I took one lamb and I ran away as fast as I could.
I was at my uncle's vet clinic, and they were turning young bulls into steers. They were clipping the horns, and told me I should stand close to get a good look. Got a stream of blood from the top of my head all the way down to my shoes. LOL
