As much as I love cows and calves, I love the bulls! From the time I was a little girl, alongside my grandpa, it was a thrill to get the chance to help him with his Angus bulls. They were big, tough and I really thought they were well, cool. I admire my mom (pictured here on the back of one of my grandpa's Angus bulls) as she gave me the love for horses and a no-nonsense attitude. She was my hero farm girl and also a wild one, riding just about anything including calves, cows and yes, the bulls.
Early November is well, “full of bull”. It is time to gather, sort, and put bulls out with the cows. That takes some work and the bulls can be easy or not, depending on their mood. Through the summer months, the bulls hang together in fields, eating, fighting and basically laying around. Kind of like one long Sunday afternoon during football season! But now, it’s time to get busy. And you’d think they’d just jump at the chance to get out there with the lady cows! Well not so much.
Just a few weeks ago, while I was taking these pictures, someone asked, why I was so interested in the bulls. I remembered what I thought when I was a little girl and I said...
“because they are the coolest dudes in the field!”