Buffalo Dan's Bison

This week I'll be starting night shift, which really doesn't matter much in terms of the work I need to do on the ranch.  It's really more a matter of keeping the fact that I'm on night shift from depressing me to the point of apathy.  During this past block of time-off, I had the wonderful luck of giving myself a corneal abrasion while opening a large cardboard box to check on the contents.  It happened on Monday evening during a sudden down-pour of rain.  I rushed to move the box under a tarp to protect the contents, which was a new solar-powered electric fence charger, and, once under the tarp, proceeded to hurriedly open the box to remove the disassembled contents from the wet box.  It was at that point, when I was rushing to remove the contents of the box, that a large piece of spacing-cardboard on the inside of the package flipped up and hit me in the eye.  At first it just stung a little, but, over the next hour, my eye began tearing and stinging to the point t

After three 12-hour days at work, including the 4th of July, I was really looking forward to having a rare four days off to work on the ranch.  However, sometimes things don't happen the way you'd hope.  On the evening of the first day, I got a text message from Jess, who was supposed to be enjoying a Washington Nationals baseball game, that a baseball had hit her in the face and she was on here way to the hospital.  The ball hit her cheek-bone and broke it in at least three places, but, after about a day-and-a-half of doctor visits, it seems like she will be okay. As soon as I received the text I began packing up things at the ranch and drove home.  On the long drive home, in addition to worrying about Jess, I also began re-evaluating the fencing plan.  My primary goal was the have bison on the ranch by this fall.  To accomplish this I basically needed food, water, and a fence.  I already had the first two things and was working on the third item and it was this third item t