Bang, slam, horn against horn, forewards we butt with our heads thick and worn. On mountains, cliffsides and fields we’re about, charging each other in a headlong bout. Stuborm, unbudgable, pushy and gruff, most headstrong of grazers, relentlessly tough. Each of us stubborn and strong as the other, neither victorious over his brother.

Such is the case when we get in our jams, with horns locked together – We are the RAMS.