Saturday, December 28, 2013


Every few years we have to update our bull, this is the last year we can have Big Bull because his daughters, who spent last summer with Louie, will be with the cow herd this year.

Louie is slated to be the main herd sire now, a position he's confident he can fulfill after spending the summer with a harem of his own.

So today we went to our local 'Bulls R Us', Carlson Cattle Company and bought a dandy baby bull, meet 9100.

After a small mishap, Bruce backed the trailer up to the load out gate, Mark, our vet and owner of 'Bull R Us', is running the gate. Before we could ask, "Do you need some help?", Mark had 9100 loaded.

Back home Bruce successfully backs the trailer up and alley with no mishaps and opens the gate for baby bull.

Baby Bull is very confident in his manhood, first stop is to introduce himself to Big Bull.
"Are you my daddy?"
"No, son."

Next he zero's in on one of the cows.
"Are you my mommy?"
"No, son."

Then he promptly smells her behind, well, he is a bull after all.
I'm sure glad men have better manners.

After circling through the cows, baby bull decided to take on the round bale feeder.

After he decided he wasn't going to move it, he spied the future cows.
"Hello, future cows! Wait till next summer, I'll have a surprise for you!"
He seems to like older women and is back to bugging the brown cow.

Then he meets Louie, have you noticed baby bull does not know about personal space?
"Hello, Louie."
"Don't get any big ideas, son."

A few hours later I went back to the farm to see how things were going and found all three bulls bedded down together.

It looks like baby bull has the hang of things.
Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family
ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from re-possessing the ranch they need to purchase a bull from*a stockyard in a far-away town so that they can breed their own stock. They only have $600 left.

Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home."

The brunette arrives at the stockyard, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news.

She walks into the telegraph office, and says, "I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home."

The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, "It's just 99 cents a word." Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word. After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, "I want you to send her the word "comfortable."
The operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word "comfortable?"

The brunette explains, "My sister's blonde. The word's big. She'll read it very slowly...


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