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Michigan | 4yrs ago we had to load a holstein bull to go to Burger King because of his bad attitude. We had him where we needed him, and he decided to jump the gate and charge after me. He luckily slipped on the ice after plowing me up against a concrete bunk and fell on his belly. I jumped up as he got up, stared at each eachother for a briefly, and I jumped the bunk. When I landed on the other side of the bunk, I noticed that my arm was kinda floppy. 2 plates and 16 screws later, and two healed broken ribs like new again. We don't have a bull on the farm any longer. | |
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