I’ve complained loudly about having a bull on the property. When he arrived I felt like he was an intruder, a Neanderthal, just a massive beast with testicles that drag along the ground. His job was to get the heifers pregnant and then be on his way.
Yes, he still infuriates me when he digs massive craters in the dirt and then flings the mud up onto his back. And yes, his pathetic baying to get the attention of the ladies gets old fast, but I’ve actually begun to like the dude.
Bulls are, by nature, intimidating creatures. They are alphas and are typically dead set on being in charge. They have an “I do what I want, whenever I want” swagger. Bulls don’t get cozy with people and people don’t get cozy with bulls. Bull owners prefer it that way. Bulls are big and incredibly strong. Getting in- between a bull and anything will result in nothing good.
Mr. Balls is on loan from a friend of ours, David. After dropping him off two months ago, the last thing David said as he pulled out of the pasture was, “now don’t be making him a pet. The last thing I need is a friendly bull.” And we really have tried to respect that wish; honestly we really have, but we have failed.
Mr. Balls showed up as a skittish, untrusting, horny hunk of meat. “Just give me what I want ladies and then leave me alone”, type of attitude…..oh the changes that have occurred. Mr. Balls has become a sensitive, sweet, compassionate, horny hunk of love. Like he started out as Charlie Sheen and has ended up being Alan Alda…..from caveman to poet.
Mr. Balls no longer stays in the distance when we go out to visit the herd; he wanders right up, pushes his way in and then just stares at us with gentle eyes. He no longer aggressively pushes the ladies around, he softly pursues them with, what I imagine to be, some Barry White tenderness. When the ladies move onto another side of the pasture, he obediently follows behind. He looks like the typical husband following his wife through the department store, carrying her purchases while she shops for more. It is a sweet and pathetic sight all at once.
So David, I will extend my apologies right now. It seems Happy Earth Farm has a way of changing everyone and everything. He entered the pasture as “Mr. Balls” but will exit as “Renaissance Bull”.