He’s still young, maybe he was entertaining himself or maybe he was being an ornery male. Here’s where it gets a little precarious. The gate has to swing outward and he must walk around it, enter the alley and ambulate to his feed bunk. He is big, clumsy and impatient. Not understanding he must wait for the gate to open wider than his chiseled flanks, he would inadvertently get himself caught in between the gate and pipe fencing or close the gate again. I tried and tried, but he was not a thinker, he was a reproducer and it was showing. It was also wearing on my own patience.