11/11/15 Tales from the backyard: One morning while I was bow hunting a small
woodlot not far from home, not having any luck, I started to return to the car across
this meadow. In the middle were two cows
eating lazily, so, not wanting to disturb them, I cut up a small knoll,
intending to drop down into the small valley and skirt around them. Just as I rounded the hill, to my left I saw
a huge bull standing about 40 feet away, looking at me. At that time I
was directly between him and his cows and he didn’t look happy. It was about 150 yards or so to the fence and
I knew if he came at me I would be toast, so I just continued walking hoping to get
past but he began pawing and snorted a warning so I stopped. I knew I couldn’t out run him and he wasn’t
going to let me walk on so I just turned and began running straight at him
yelling.
He then raised his head in astonishment so I turned and walked back to the truck to get the toilet paper.
