Love Thy Neighbor As A Brother.
Two years ago we were in need of a bull on the farm and after searching we found just the
perfect animal. It was a Beefmaster, 2 year old, with all its shots, dehorned and a
perfect answer to our needs, however, the price was more than we expected. After discussing
it a couple days, we purchased the bull from the photographer at the Vacaville Reporter,
who raises Beefmaster cattle. The prized bull has become the leader of our cattle herd and
his offspring look just like him.
The other day while I was working in the garden, a neighbor lady, called to me that she saw
a coyote in her back yard. She was concerned he would carry off my small dogs,
so I put them in the house. I have seen coyote in my pastures and the cows are caving now,
but the big bull weighing over 1500 pounds, is their protector.
About 3 months ago, a gentleman who has cattle in a pasture adjacent to mine, came over to
the farm with his young daughter, to see if I had a bull for sale. I showed them a yearling bull and
they said they would be back, but they didn't have the money right now.
On a Saturday morning, the man and his young daughter came over with money,
they had saved for the young bull. It was 3 months older , and the value had increased
somewhat, however I agreed to our original price, but explained it was still too young
to service his herd.
They said tomorrow afternoon, Sunday, he would get help and pick up the young bull.
I would prepare a bill of sale and give it to him when the bull was delivered.
We went to town on one of our goof off days, shopping and looking around. Later that evening
I called the cattle for a feeding of hay by clapping my hands, my voice is getting too old to make
a cattle call.
We noticed the young bull was in my pasture but the prized big bull was gone. About that time,
the bull sounded off from another neighbors pasture, so we went over to ask how my bull got
in their pasture, thinking the buyer took the wrong bull. He said, men were doing something
with my fence and they put the bull in his pasture. It was now dark and too risky to move, so the bull would stay
where it was until later.
That night I prayed about what to do , and the same answer came to me over and over.
The next morning, I told my sister in law, who is living with me, since I lost my wife, and she said,
If that is what the Lord says, do it.
Sunday was one of those plus 100 degree days and the neighbor never came for the young bull
or called. Monday morning, rather early, while I was working in the garden, he and his brother
arrived. He started to tell what had happened and I said wait, I have the bill of sale for you.
I went in the house and brought out the document for him. He read it and his face broke into
a big smile , he gave me one terrific hug. I had just transferred my prize bull to him
at a fraction of what it was worth. This young neighbor family, needed a bull that they could use
now, not wait until the yearling was older.
He said my big bull had jumped the fence and he with help, had repaired it so my other
cattle would not get out.
Later I was talking with another neighbor, who watches our farm when we are gone, and his
wife said you did what was right. Her husband added, I can never figure you out.
There are great people living in the country and I pray it never changes. Just hope the young
bull will fill his fathers place, as protector of the cattle herd.?