So I ended up picking up Beast at Darenth to take to the clinic to get her hocks done.
Walked up the drive way, out to the field with grain in a goldfish bag (much safer then a bucket of grain....makes the same noise, but you can hide out from the aggressive fatty's).
Got Beast, thank god she let me catch her.
Walked down the driveway, loaded her and here I am.
At the clinic with a Dave and a sleeping baby.
Mary Mack