Dexter Bull with CAjones

[HOSS]

My Mom just bought a two year old Dexter bull to cross with her Jersey heifers. This little sucker has no fear. When my Dad unloaded him into a holding pen our herd bull (1700 lb. red angus) had come up to the bars surrounding the pen and was pitching a fit. He was pawing, bellowing, snorting and raising all kinds of H E double toothpicks. The first thing that little Dexter bull did was to run straight at the herd bull (who's nose was sticking through the bars) and rammed his head dead on the herd bull's nose. They sparred and postured for about 20 minutes until finally they both decided that they could get along (through the bars at least). Yesterday they were acting like old buddies. I was impressed by the lack of fear that the little dexter showed. He is an extremely docile animal to be around but evidently is not buffaloed by any old angus bull.

 

[Gale Seddon]

Some Dexters don't know they're small...Picture please?????

 

[purecountry]

Take the fence out from in between and he might be reminded of who's barnyard he's stompin' in. :lol:

 

[mbdexter]

Hello

I agree with you some dexters have no fear, You do have to be carefull though, I sold a yearling dexter bull to a friend. The end result was not pretty it was killed by an older bull

 

[txag]

maybe the dexter is like the 3rd bull?

"Three bulls heard via the grapevine that the rancher was going to bring another bull onto the ranch, and the prospect raised a discussion among them.
The first bull says, "Boys, we all know I've been here 5 years. Once we settled our differences, we agreed on which 100 of the cows would be mine. Now, I don't know where this newcomer is going to get HIS cows, but I ain't' givin' him any of mine."
The second bull says, "That pretty much says it for me, too. I've been here 3 years and have earned my right to the 50 cows we've agreed are mine. I'll fight 'im till I run him off or kill 'im, but I'M KEEPIN' ALL MY COWS."
The third bull says, "I've only been here a year, and so far you guys have only let me have 10 cows to "take care of". I may not be as big as you fellows yet, but I am young and virile, so I simply MUST keep all MY cows."
They had just finished their big talk when an eighteen-wheeler pulls up in the middle of the pasture with only ONE ANIMAL IN IT: the biggest Son-of-Another-Bull these guys had ever seen! At 4700 pounds, each step he took toward the ground strained the steel ramp to the breaking point.
The first bull says, "Ahem...You know, it's actually been some time since I really felt I was doing all my cows justice, anyway. I think I can spare a few for our new friend."
The second bull says, "I'll have plenty of cows to take care of if I just stay on the opposite end of the pasture from HIM. I'm certainly not looking for an argument."
They look over at their young friend, the third bull, and find him pawing the dirt, shaking his horns, and snorting up a storm.
The first bull says, "Son, let me give you some advice real quick. Let him have some of your cows and live to tell about it."
The third bull says, "Heck, he can have ALL my cows. I'm just making sure he knows I'M a bull!"