haha. no bull face-down for me!

May 7, 2014 at 11:20 AM

ha. if i would have ran faster i would not have the 18 inch scar down my leg...

May 7, 2014 at 11:33 AM

Wow lovely but what a scary looking bull and I love totally your limericks!

May 7, 2014 at 11:51 AM

A bull will always win a battle. I never ever understood bull fights.

May 7, 2014 at 1:30 PM

oh i love to listen to the tree's songs as well...

May 7, 2014 at 1:33 PM

Running from a bull.. I would probably fail.. but I would still try.

May 7, 2014 at 1:59 PM

I have never tried to outrun a bull and at my age I would not attempt it. I have only been close to steers (rings through their noses) and then there was a strong fence between us. I think those were rather safe encounters. xox

May 7, 2014 at 5:28 PM

Oh my this brings back when I was little and thought I could go and pet one of my grandfather's bulls! I don't think he ever ran faster than that moment! Yikes!

May 7, 2014 at 6:17 PM

wise men know bull when they see it. :) ~

May 7, 2014 at 6:52 PM

Good idea to always accept a bull's invitation to leave ;)

May 7, 2014 at 8:01 PM

we always used to cut through the pasture to go fishing - softly chanting, I hope the bull doesn't see us, I hope he doesn't see us - and as soon as we saw the gate laughing loudly and running as fast as we could

May 7, 2014 at 9:09 PM

So much life around a tree

May 7, 2014 at 11:27 PM

Reminds me of playing hide and seek with our bull, Billy when I was growing up!!!...:)JP

May 8, 2014 at 5:27 AM

so enjoyable lines... :)

May 8, 2014 at 6:07 AM

I do enjoy your poetry!

I stay away from the bulls...can't run nearly as fast as I used to!

May 8, 2014 at 7:10 AM

Running seems like a good plan!

=)

May 8, 2014 at 7:27 PM

:-D
♥

May 9, 2014 at 1:02 AM