I’ve seen it many times and no one was killed. Go for it! Never got into a wild horse race, but did participate in a couple wild cow milkings. All of those events go best with the appropriate beverages.
Never did the bull poker but at 18 or so did bull hockey. That entailed 2 4 man teams and luring the bull to chase you into your teams "goal" to earn a point. First bull wasnt very aggressive so they took that one out and released some small mexican bull into the arena. That thing was mean as a rattlesnake and I scored one point with the dam thing hot on my heels and it later dam near hooked me off the wall after chasing me halfway across the arena!
BTDT a couple times with nasty momma cows. And they were polled. Sometimes they get real nasty when you are trying to nut and vaccinate their baby.
One of my earliest memories is of an old yellow milk cow knocking my ass over in the pasture and rolling me across the ground with her head. It seemed to go on for an eternity, but Dad was only a few steps away and the cow respected/feared him.
I was four.
People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.
BTDT a couple times with nasty momma cows. And they were polled. Sometimes they get real nasty when you are trying to nut and vaccinate their baby.
One of my earliest memories is of an old yellow milk cow knocking my ass over in the pasture and rolling me across the ground with her head. It seemed to go on for an eternity, but Dad was only a few steps away and the cow respected/feared him.
I was four.
Well, we knew something happened to you..
Ecc 10:2 The heart of the wise inclines to the right, but that of a fool to the left.
A Nation which leaves God behind is soon left behind.
"The Lord never asked anyone to be a tax collector, lowyer, or Redskins fan".
BTDT a couple times with nasty momma cows. And they were polled. Sometimes they get real nasty when you are trying to nut and vaccinate their baby.
One of my earliest memories is of an old yellow milk cow knocking my ass over in the pasture and rolling me across the ground with her head. It seemed to go on for an eternity, but Dad was only a few steps away and the cow respected/feared him.
