Message #375613

[Tusk Hog]

  This one is more about city slickers that wanted to be cowboys. Several years back a neighbor, who had inherited the ranch across the river from me, dicided to become cowboys. He and his son bought cattle, just plain angus cows and put Brangus bulls on them. Now for 60 or so head of cows he has got 5 bulls. In August he will pull his bulls of his cows, but instead of putting them in a lot or pasture to where they won't tear his neighbors fences up he puts the bulls in the pasture next to me. I'm the one who spents all winter repairing fences and putting his bulls back in his place. By spring I've had enough. Bull tears the fence down and gets in with my cows. When  I find the bull he's made and wants to fight my truck. Well after getting rolled a couple of times he got the ideal he was no match for a Dodge one ton with a ranchhand grill.
  Having enough of this crap I call the neighbor and explain to him to come get his bull and to put him somewhere he will not come back. He starts in about how gentle his bulls are.
  About 1 o'clock the next afternoon he shows up with his son, both horseback. Wife and daughter in tow with a truck. Now all he has to do is push him a couple hundred yards and he is back in the neighbors place. 4:30 and they haven't come out of my pasture. Decide I better go check on the problem. Sure enough there they are two cowboys having a Mexican stand off with a dang bull and the bull is winning. I pull up next to them and ask what's taking so long. Then make the comment "Believe he knows you scared to death of him." So all I do is revv the truck up and the bull leaves out like he had a load of shot on the rump. Told him to go fix the fences the bull tore down. Driving off I made sure he heard me say " Some people have no business do a working man job".