I've heard its fairly common when both twins are bulls...dont know how true that is, but I've heard that all my life. I'd just soon NOT have twins.
As for the most unusual thing.....
I have a Brangus Bull, You've prolly all seen pictures of me scratchin his ear....He's a big ole baby, I raised from a 2 mo old calf (but I still dont trust him cuz he's a bull) Anyway, we'd had a couple neighbor bulls visit our pasture and kept callin the owners to come git em. Went out on our daily check one evenin, and found my Bull down. Front left leg swollen huge up above the knee towards the shoulder. Horseshoer was here and I'd taken him out there with me to see the cows. We got outta the truck, he stood beside the truck, thinkin to himself, "she's nuts!!!" I"m sure. Cuz I walked up to him and made him get up. When he got up is when I seen just how swollen the front leg was. And that he refused to put any weight on it whatsoever.
I've seen bulls go thru the salebarn with broke back legs, but never a front leg. He let me lift his leg (like you would a horse) but still couldnt' put weight on it at all.
The next mornin I got on the phone. Called my vet.....he was on vacation. :roll: So I called the other vets office. They advised me to bring him in. CAn't load a bull with afront broken leg, much less haul him 30 miles. I explained to them that all I wanted was for them to come out and look at it and tell me what would be best.....put him down?? or what?? They refused to even come out and look. This got me a lil hot under the collar. Couldnt have him processed, because the leg had fever in it. (Don't know if I coulda done that anyway......by this time I"m bawlin) That afternoon we went out and found where he was holed up, it was maybe 300 yards from the corrals, but down in a creek. Took us about 3 hours to slowly coax him to hobble to the corrals. Got him in there, and I called the vet again. Since we had him in the Corrals I figured they'd come out. NOPE no dice. Guess they didnt want my money. So I ordered some big bolus asprin, for the swelling and fever, and maybe ease some of the pain. He was still eatin and drinkin fine, so instead of just puttin him down, like everyone we talked to seemed to think we should do, we decided to see if he'd maybe get better. Every mornin and every evenin, I'd take 3 of them asprins and beat them to a powder and put in a bucket of sweet feed for him. One evenin about a month later I went out to give him his daily dose, and low n behold he'd tried to jump the 16 ft galvenized gate, tore it to smitherines, and was no where to be seen. Rode the pastures and found him hobblin along, but with the girls. He was happy LOL So I said, if he can jump the gate, I think he must be feelin better. Everyone was already bred, so there wasn't any breedin for him to do until the next spring. He limped for a long time, but when breedin time rolled around he was doin just fine. He's a lil knock kneed on that one side, but he's still workin.