We’re not sure if it’s the sporty new collar or if he heard the news that he’s going to be um, “altered” this week, but Scout had an unusual bout of
stupidity (actually that’s normal) bravery tonight. We were all out on the patio when Kevin pulled his “Oh! Look! – What’s that over there!?!?” move. I was actually too afraid too even look because I was mentally planning how fast I could bolt to the back door to escape the mountain lion. But then he says, “It’s another bull!” as if it’s a good thing.
Ok, I admit I love seeing farm animals traipsing thru the yard, but after my last encounter – you know the one – where the bull looked at me all mean? Yea, I think I’ll just keep my distance for a while. So I run in the house, grab the camera, only cause this time there was a black and white cow and it just seemed friendlier because of the friendly cow-like colors. I hang back while the whole family goes rightuptothefreakingfence. I’m doing the mental math of how much weight a fence/gate can take when rushed by a bull and then the mental math of how fast I can go grab the small villager (who apparently has no fear) and then still have time to outrun the bull. Yeah. Right.
Back to my ever-so-brave, Scouty Boy or now… Plays With Bull. He has (DUH) never seen a cow or any farm animal for that matter. He has seen a cat and he has seen dogs at the dog park. He is friendly to a fault, but clearly has no concept of being out-weighed in the friend department. He kept creeping closer and closer to the barbed-wire fence. He then hops thru like it’s no biggie. He walks over to the bull cause Scout is all about common sense. Or at least all about making new friends. Or annoying any other living thing he encounters. So the bull now sees that the dumb dog is a few feet away from where he’s trying to eat a tree (which by the way he can snap apart with his horns quite effortlessly).
Bull stops eating to walk over to dog. I’m checking for my exit route because to see the dog, he has to walk towards us and see us! The Bull and Dog meet for a stare down. Scout is smart enough to look ever so slightly away from direct eye to eye contact. Then he looks back. This is the same dog who we have to take out in the yard for him to go to the bathroom. He is too afraid to go in our new yard by himself. He will not leave the patio without a human bathroom-companion, yet he thinks staring down a bull is a good idea? Reason #67 why he’s getting neutered this week. He is obviously not breeding material!
They look deep into each other’s eyes for another moment, bull decides he can take dog, bull does a little dodge and weave, dog does same. Do you see the snot flying out of that Bull’s nose? He was not happy.
Buuuuut, then Bull backs down and hoofs it outta there! We made Scout come in with us after that because you only get so lucky when trying to play with bulls, but all he wanted to do was get back in there to solidify that new friendship.
Maybe next time, Scout!