|He was just a baby when he came to us.|
He wasn't always as quick to ram things as he is now. Magnus and Evelyn used to be best friends. See?
After our return, Magnus spent much of his time harnessed on a line to eat down the weeds where we needed him to. The girls, my mother and I went out to feed the horses early one morning and Evie came running to catch up after checking on her beloved hens. I turned my back for a moment and she stepped just within Magnus' reach. The next thing she knew, she'd been knocked to the ground and Magnus was well aware he was in trouble. Though he'd meant his gesture to be friendly, it was a tad too rough. He took two steps back while Evelyn sobbed.
I told my mother of my doubts when she reminded me of Evelyn's last encounter with Magnus. I joked that it seemed to be a right of passage for farm kids to be knocked down a time or two by a ram. My mom wasn't amused.
I just hope there's something there for him to headbutt.