I was asked who's bull that is at the top of my journal this week. Truth be told, I have no idea. But he was a very handsome fellow. He is a Brahma bull. The cattle were scheduled to be coming in at one o'clock last Monday at the Georgia National Fair. This bull was tied on one side and the cows and calves on the other side of a sidewalk.
You know me, I will try to pet anything, once. The cow I petted was into it. She closed her big eyes and stretched her big flappy neck upwards as I scratched her. Such a sweet gentle girl. I looked at Ian and he knew that look in my eyes. He says to me, "You want one don't you?". I said YES, you know I do. He says to me that if I wanted a cow, that would be the kind to get for sure. He seemed to really like the breed also. No, I haven't run out and bought one. Maybe one of these days..but not now, maybe in the future...who knows.
The bull I was not so sure of. I very cautiously stuck my hand through the railings being careful where my hand placement was if he decided to try and butt the railing, I didnt want my hand to get smashed in between his enormous weight and the railing. It would have surely broken my hand, putting a damper on the day at the fair. I touched him in between his eyes once, drawing back. When I got no reaction I put my hand in again and stroked a very light short stroke and he jerked his head back from me a little. That was enough, enough for me, and enough for him. I can take a hint.
I did tell Ian I never wanted a bull, but a cow, now that would be nice. :)