My Uncle had a dairy farm, and before everything was done by the Doctor, they always had a Bull. Never used to like them to get much past 2 years old, my cousin said they just turn meaner and can't be trusted.
There was an incident when I was a kid. Me, my brother and my cousin went with my Dad and my Uncle to repair the fence. Our Dog, a mixed Shepard that was 150 lbs when he was 9 months also came along. Seems the neighbor had passed, and his bull got too old, and it came through the hole in the fence (likely he made the hole in the fence).
The Bull started to charge my Dad. My Dad said he could have easily made it to the tractor, but he was afraid the bull would then charge us kids, as we were further away from the tractor, so he was going to let the bull charge and jump out of the way at the last minute. Well, as the bull charged, the dog ran across in front of it and tagged it's nose. The bull then chased the dog, who kept dodging it, till it could not stand any more, and my Uncle and Dad got a big stick and nudged it back to it's own side of the fence.
That was always one of my Dad's favorite stories to tell people.
Meanest darn bull I ever tangled with was a buffalo. Neighbor had 25 of them and that bull was down right salty come breeding season. Ruined a 4 wheeler. Saw him throw a goat about 20 feet in the air and stomp the life out of him once he landed. Think he would have fought a D9 bulldozer if it got to close to his ladies. Once breeding was over you could have rode a bicycle next to him and he wouldn't have batted an eye.
