Cattle on the property

So my best friend Kevin if you have read our book you know we oftentimes were inseparable and would go about anywhere.  Kevin worked cattle for a living and was looking for a place to put a few young calves to keep them away from the bulls.  I was more than excited because that meant the grass was good on our property.  You see when we bought the place it had several horses on it and they had eat the grass down to nothing.  Me and Viv had bought a tractor and brush hog and worked on the fence.  I don’t think we really knew what we were doing but looking back on it now I sure miss those times.  So the season with the calves was uneventful but the next season Kevin brought a great big bull to the pasture.  Let the fun begin!  Viv was the tougher of the two of us but I was honestly scared of it.  Well one particular day this little pan that hooked on the fence to feed the bull was knocked loose and down in the field.  So Viv stood at the fence while I went after the little container, as I got to the container the bull saw me and started that way.  Viv yelled, I started walking faster and the bull started running.  If you know me you know I don’t normally run, well that day I did.  Just as I was about 5 or 6 feet from the gate, the bull put its head under my right side, lifted me off the ground and I flew to the fence up and over with Viv scared and laughing at the same time.  I escaped near death, more next time.