Ummmm.......I opened my big stupid mouth one day and told DH I had always wanted a Longhorn. 3 weeks later I had one. A beautiful red and white speckled Longhorn bull. Named him Boudreaux. (BOOD-DRO) Meanest sonuvagun ever. I carried a pipe with me, Boudreaux would come up, paw, shake those LONG HORNS and charge at me. I played baseball, batter up! I took my best baseball stance, planted my feet and just before I became dust under his hooves-SWING!! The resounding crunch of a pipe landing full force across his nose was a sweet sound. He would stop, shake his head and I could tell he was thinking about resuming the charge, so I would run at him walloping him a good 'un on his nose. This would be about the time that Boudreaux would back it up, bellowing and snorting, waiting for me to let my guard down so we could do it all over again.
And did I mention that Boudreaux could jump any fence like a deer?
Dunno HOW many times the Sheriff's office called me to put up my bull. He also delighted in walking the fenceline, hooking the fence as he went. What??? Tired of jumping out???? Just want to totally destroy the fence so you can just walk out?????
It was cold, rainy, late and dark on my 1 and only day off, when the Sheriff's office called for the second time to let me know he was running up and down the road like he owned it. An equally unhappy deputy and I chased Boudreaux to the end of the road where he jumped another fence and disappeared into the rainy darkness. We just looked at each other and I told the deputy that I would be back out at first light and deal with the bull then. The deputy quickly agreed and left.
The next morning Boudrauex was back in our pasture. I went to work, plotting as I drove. I had enough of this &%#@^&^$# BULL!!!! I went back with a friend and a long rope. I made a loop in the rope, put a bucket of feed in the center and when Boudreaux stuck his head in the bucket, we tossed the loop over his horns and tied him to a tree. I called another friend and he came and got the bull. Boudreaux got in trouble there too, he jumped the fence and graciously serviced a neighbors registered Angus herd. There was almost a killing over that one. Boudreaux got whisked away to the sale.
Bad gift, but my own big mouth got me there. I have been VERY careful what I wish for ever since.
And did I mention that Boudreaux could jump any fence like a deer?
The next morning Boudrauex was back in our pasture. I went to work, plotting as I drove. I had enough of this &%#@^&^$# BULL!!!! I went back with a friend and a long rope. I made a loop in the rope, put a bucket of feed in the center and when Boudreaux stuck his head in the bucket, we tossed the loop over his horns and tied him to a tree. I called another friend and he came and got the bull. Boudreaux got in trouble there too, he jumped the fence and graciously serviced a neighbors registered Angus herd. There was almost a killing over that one. Boudreaux got whisked away to the sale.
Bad gift, but my own big mouth got me there. I have been VERY careful what I wish for ever since.
