I put all the males out to pasture (well not Riley, of course.
Who wants to handle him, this time of year?!).
Paprika had never been in the same pen with older brother Mocha, so of course mid-air collisions were the way to get acquainted.
Since poor Java ( that's him in background) is not "vested" anymore, he saw no reason to join the fracas and did the wise thing - EAT.