Bull Fighting with Massey Ferguson Tractor

HOW TO FIGHT A BULL

  My Daddy was a farmer most of his life.  He spent his life working hard in the field.  But he was also a thinker and had time to consider all the consequences of his actions, usually before he acted. He always got along well with his neighbors.

One day he and his hired hand drove out to check his crops. The field beside his was pasture land and it had cows and one big bull.  Right away they saw the bull out in the middle of his field stomping around destroying his crop.  So he told Cedro to drive back into town and call the rancher to come get that bull out of his field.

My daddy got on a little Massey Ferguson tractor with a front end loader and drove out in the field to fight that bull.  As he was driving he was thinking about bull fighting.

In Mexico they breed bulls for the ring.  They are relatively small and they are taught to charge head on, turn and charge again.  This bull was a Brahma bull, seven feet high at the top of his shoulders and mean.  Now in a head on duel the bull would not stand a chance against a Massey Ferguson tractor.  Steel is harder than bone or horn and he could push that bull backward with the front end loader if he wanted.

But, my daddy thought, that bull didn't know it had to fight head on. There was nothing stopping it from butting that tractor on the side and knocking it over. The bull weighed at least as much as the tractor.  And then, my daddy thought, that rancher will show up and I will either be pinned under the tractor or have that bull chasing me around and around the turned over tractor.  Either way, I could never go into any coffee shop in the county again.  They would laugh me out of the coffee shop.

So he turned that tractor around and went back out and waited for the rancher to come get his bull.  Thirty minutes later, the rancher showed up with horses, dogs, men and ropes and they got the bull back into the right pasture.  My daddy just smiled and thanked them kindly.