2-8-09
Big excitement at the house last night. One of the neighbor’s bulls kept trying to come into our yard, and wouldn’t leave. The dogs would go berserk, and my host sisters and I had to swat it with sticks to get it to leave. And it would keep coming back, too. No matter how many times we chased it out it kept coming back. Quite the night. And yes, I know how sad it is that most of my excitement these days is livestock related.
UPDATE: When I was teaching my English Club class this afternoon the same damn bull came back, but this time he was leading a herd of about five or six other cows. They stormed around the yard for a few minutes, chased by the dogs, before the family drove them off. But that bull kept coming back again. So the family tied it to a tree this evening, and I guess we’re keeping it. Does that make my host family cattle thieves?
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