One time a good while back we had a bull that liked to go visiting. Usually he limited his visiting to the neighboring cows which was bad but easy enough to fix. One day while out visiting, he decided to try his hand at traveling and so he ignored the next fence or two and began his trip. Everything was proceeding according to his plan until a fella...

 with some registered cows called to tell Dad that our bull was at his place and that he would be most appreciative if we would remove the bull from his place.

The bull was good natured about the whole episode but did not want to end his trip in such an abrupt manner and so he decided to move on. The next time the bull's voyage was interupted he was hanging out in a relatively small tract with a little open land and a lot of heavy brush.

Well Dad had had enough of the bull's neglection of duty and so he called up his nephew Jim Ellis. "Meet me in the morning and bring your horse and rope cause I have a bull that I need caught and after you catch him don't stop with him until you unload him at the sale barn" was all Dad said..

The next morning Dad and Jim met at the place the bull was borrowing. When they pulled in the gate the bull eased over to the edge of the brush so he could get a better look at what was happening cause you see, in addition to his horse and rope, Jim had also brought his dogs.

As soon as Jim unloaded his horse the bull disappeared into the brush. While Jim turned the dogs loose, Dad poured two cups of coffee. The bull, realizing the errors of his ways came running out of the brush with the dogs close at hand. Dad looked at Jim and said "I think that bull would load himself up if you opened the trailer gate".

Jim agreed but proclaimed that the bull had not had "enough" yet. The bull couldn't stay where he was and so he made another trip around the fence with the dogs happily accompanying him. By the time the bull made his way back to the trailer again  he had dogs hanging off both ears and was bellowing loudly at Jim to please open the trailer gate.

Dad wanted the bull to still be marketable when he got to Buffalo and so he told Jim to open the gate. Sure enough as soon as the trailer gate opened the bull loaded, glad to be anywhere the dogs weren't. They loaded Jim's horse in the back of the trailer and went on about their day. Dad was more than slightly amused by the bull loading himself into the trailer and by the events leading up to that outcome so he called me on the telephone and told me all about it.

Cecil Bell Jr. (Dad is Cecil Bell, Jim Ellis is my first cousin, Aunt Mayme's oldest son)