Bullheaded

A few weeks ago we had to herd the bulls so that we could finally put them out on the cows. The bulls are usually, surprisingly, well tempered and easy going. Nine times out of ten it's a breeze to round up the bulls and pen them. This day just happened to be that one time that they were a pain! It went a little something like this.

I drove into the pasture with the cake truck honking my horn, waiting for the bulls to hear me. As they climbed up the hill I arrogantly thought to myself,"I could gather all these bulls with the cake truck alone."  Then it all began.

After about five minutes of enticing them with my cake truck they were fed up. They had had enough. One bull in particular had a real problem with my luring of the horn and no reward for his long travel up the hill, and he was going to show me who was boss (or rather the cake truck who was boss). These bulls don't play, they are serious creatures and although for the most part they are lazy, they have short fuses.

 I started to sweat a little as I continuously beeped my horn albeit the bulls insisted on putting up a fight, while threatening to split. I kept my eye in the rear view mirror for the boys to bring up the rest of the bulls. I was getting anxious, putting the truck in drive and inching forward, then putting it back in park, all the while glancing behind me. Ahhh, if only I could just talk to these bulls and explain the pay off from this penning will be glorious, 25 head of cattle per bull waiting to be bred! But it's just not that easy.

They were becoming so impatient that they started turning on one another. 

Finally, in the distance I see the guys bringing up the rest of the bulls.

Meanwhile the bulls around the truck were still fighting one another.

The bulls were giving them problems too. It was going to be a miracle if we could get all these bulls penned with only two riders and one cake truck.

I would see the guys top the hill then run back down the hill, run right, 

then run left.

 I was getting pretty discouraged when all of a sudden.....

 I see the most handsome cowboy topping the hill with bulls! 

Hallelujah!

It took longer than expected, but we penned the bulls, and now they roam happily in a pasture full of cows.