Surely everyone has had an experience with a cow, bull, or the like getting loose and taking a gant through the neighborhood.
Let's see who has the best story. I'll go first.
About 7 years ago, my brother and I took our bulls to the vet clinic to have a bse done prior to breeding season. Out vet clinic was located right on the edge of town. Had good corrals, good sweep tub, and was a pretty good setup. However, our vet at the time used the "elecotrojaculator", that sends an electric current to collect the bulls. Well needless to say, it sometimes upset the bulls very much. We had this one purebred Angus bull that got a really worked up, and jumped over the 6 foot corral. Now when I say jumped over, he absolutely cleared it like an olympic hurdler, didn't even bend the panels. :shock:
This is where the story gets interesting. The vet clinic was on the north edge of town, so which way do you think the bull goes? Of course, he went south. Our town is about 1000 people, so not very big, but big enough. As you can imagine, our goal was to get the bull out of town before someone got hurt, and worry about corraling him after that. Other brother had a place about a mile south of town that we thought we could drive him too. Well the bull was pretty mad at this point, and we kept working him down a street heading south right out of town. But low and behold, we get right to the edge of town, and into town comes about 3 or 4 4-wheelers that spook him right back into town!! Long story short, after getting charged 3 times, getting mad at the 4-wheeler riders who "thought" they were helping chase the bull, (only made things worse) and listening to the town cop keep saying, "that bull is going to hurt somebody", we finally caught the bull on the west edge of town by running him in with some people who had horses The whole ordeal lasted about 2 hours, and I had never been so close to getting by business handed to me by a charging animal. If a protective cow charges, she will USUALLY give after after a few steps. Not this bull. We played ring-around-a-picnic table about 4 times before I was able to peel off and get away.
In the end, nobody was hurt, (thankfully) we were able to give the bull some feed that evening, and he went from wanting to kill eveything in site to realizing we were friends again. Went and picked him up the next morning with no problem. The bull wasn't the same after that episode, however. He learend to hate corrals, 4-wheelers, and multiple people around him. We kept him for a couple more years then sent him packing.
Let's see who has the best story. I'll go first.
About 7 years ago, my brother and I took our bulls to the vet clinic to have a bse done prior to breeding season. Out vet clinic was located right on the edge of town. Had good corrals, good sweep tub, and was a pretty good setup. However, our vet at the time used the "elecotrojaculator", that sends an electric current to collect the bulls. Well needless to say, it sometimes upset the bulls very much. We had this one purebred Angus bull that got a really worked up, and jumped over the 6 foot corral. Now when I say jumped over, he absolutely cleared it like an olympic hurdler, didn't even bend the panels. :shock:
This is where the story gets interesting. The vet clinic was on the north edge of town, so which way do you think the bull goes? Of course, he went south. Our town is about 1000 people, so not very big, but big enough. As you can imagine, our goal was to get the bull out of town before someone got hurt, and worry about corraling him after that. Other brother had a place about a mile south of town that we thought we could drive him too. Well the bull was pretty mad at this point, and we kept working him down a street heading south right out of town. But low and behold, we get right to the edge of town, and into town comes about 3 or 4 4-wheelers that spook him right back into town!! Long story short, after getting charged 3 times, getting mad at the 4-wheeler riders who "thought" they were helping chase the bull, (only made things worse) and listening to the town cop keep saying, "that bull is going to hurt somebody", we finally caught the bull on the west edge of town by running him in with some people who had horses The whole ordeal lasted about 2 hours, and I had never been so close to getting by business handed to me by a charging animal. If a protective cow charges, she will USUALLY give after after a few steps. Not this bull. We played ring-around-a-picnic table about 4 times before I was able to peel off and get away.
In the end, nobody was hurt, (thankfully) we were able to give the bull some feed that evening, and he went from wanting to kill eveything in site to realizing we were friends again. Went and picked him up the next morning with no problem. The bull wasn't the same after that episode, however. He learend to hate corrals, 4-wheelers, and multiple people around him. We kept him for a couple more years then sent him packing.