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What could have been a bizarre "near wreck"

wonder if it was the cake in Soap's pocket and his pet cow just really wanted it and she decked him and he had to make this story up to cover..... :D I could see the coroners report! 720 hoof prints, each cow made sure she got him with each hoof, so no telling which cow did the fatal step.
Be careful out there everybody, it simple stuff that causes wrecks
 
JF Ranch said:
I hope you didn't leave your drivers door open. They'd have bent it back the wrong way for sure!

Cowboys tend to heal up. Wrecked pickup doors never do.

Seriously though, I'm glad you came through the ordeal unhurt, Soap.

This reminds me of a time when I was a kid in high school. I was feeding the bulls before school one morning. There were no cakers back then and I was carrying a gunnysack, dumping an individual portion for each animal in a large circle. As the bulls were coming up to the feed, one or two of them got into a gouging match and the one closest to me wheeled his rear end around to defend himself. I was too close in proximity with his butt and as he spun around, he hit me hard, sending me spralling and the cake splattered all over. I was fortunate to have been unhurt and quickly got the heck out of there.

Another time in more recent years, I had run out on the ground, the appropriate amount of feed out of the caker for some bulls. I made the mistake of stepping out of the pickup for some reason, stopping too close to the feeding bulls and one of them butted another, causing the second bull to crowd quickly out of his way. Unfortunately he was more worried about the other bull than my open pickup door and bent the hinges back past center. Luckily for me, the old pickup had seen a lot of rough years and this damage, although fairly permanent, seemed more superficial than if it had been a newer outfit!

(For Jigs, the bulls in the first incident were hereford, but were charolais in the second!)
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Soapweed, I am really happy to hear that you came away from that deal with nothing worse than tussled hair and a great story! I've had at least one relative (a cousin of my grandfather's) killed by a pet bull that apparently didn't even mean any harm, and have always been a little antsy when I'm afoot among a big bunch of cows milling around for food. I never seem to be their top priority, which makes me a little goosy since they outweigh me 6 to 1 :)


JFR: Your story sounds like what happened to a friend of mine just last week. She and her dad were feeding bulls; she was emptying a gunny sack into a feeder when two bulls got to fighting. The losing bull got knocked sideways, right over the feeder where my friend was standing, with a half empty sack of feed; she never saw the bull come flying sideways towards (and practically through...) her. The bull knocked my friend about six feet back towards the flatbed (on which she probably should have been standing to feed, precisely to avoid a wreck like this). She ended up half underneath the truck and half under the bull. Went to the hospital and got a bunch of stitches for a nasty gash on about half of her lower leg. And is as sore as she's ever been in her life. Still, I think she got lucky... it could easily have been much worse. Her dad was standing four feet from her when she got bowled over; he about had a heart attack and is also alright, fortunately. Both have a whale of a story to tell, and probably ample reason to start feeding from the truck from now on. :)
 
Out here they stretch a huge chain about 200 feet long between 2 cats and "chain" juniper trees over. Then when they have a big area tipped over the used to windrow the trees into huge windrow to either burn of just decompose over time. We gathered a bunch of cows one day and were pushing them along through some old windrows when 2 bulls went to fighting. They spun right through a windrow 30 feet wide and 15-20 feet high like it was cotton candy. Looked like a CAT had pushed a swath through. Bulls fought for 20 minutes til they got tired and quit. I'll never forget the power displayed that day. Glad everyone that has told stories has walked away and hope we all can stay safe around stock of any kind.
 
Ya know Soap, if you weren't a transient, you could have bought that 22 and protected yourself. :P :) Glad you are OK.
 
It happened down here last year. A 70 year old man told his wife he was going to tag a new calf. When they found him an hour later, he was stomped to death, the calf was in a trailer and looked like the momma cow got to him before he could get in to tag the calf. They opened him up for an autopsy and the word is, his insides looked like jello. No one knows what really happened except the cow and calf.
 
About 4 years ago the neighbors hired man was moving a new pair out to pasture from the calving barn , the cow wouldnt lead off & go , keep facing him & backing up . He was pushing on the calf trying to get him to go , The cow killed old bob right on the spot . It was on of those stormy windy snowy days that make cattle nuts . Its a fine line from bluffing you to taking you full out . Stay safe .
 
I know a little how you felt Soap. When I was a youngster probably 10 yrs. or so I was feeding a group of sows back when we were in the pig business, and we were feeding them Mueller's sow cubes, which was basically cow cake built for mature hogs. They were like your cows in their aggression, and I was trying to trot while dumping a five gallon bucket of those cubes. I lost my footing, and fell , and those sow cubes sprayed all over everywhere, including on top of me!!! I was awash in a sea of pigsanity for a while till I got to my feet and got out of there, but I'm sure if I'd have been hooked up to a blood pressure tester right after, I may have blew the top off of that thing. :lol: :lol: :lol: It didn't help that my Grandma Mary always told the story of the young girl getting eaten by a bunch of hogs in Missouri when she was a youngun. Glad your alright, and be more careful next time. When those bovines are going after cake, they don't take alot of consideration into the supplier. :lol:
 
river rat said:
I know a little how you felt Soap. When I was a youngster probably 10 yrs. or so I was feeding a group of sows back when we were in the pig business, and we were feeding them Mueller's sow cubes, which was basically cow cake built for mature hogs. They were like your cows in their aggression, and I was trying to trot while dumping a five gallon bucket of those cubes. I lost my footing, and fell , and those sow cubes sprayed all over everywhere, including on top of me!!! I was awash in a sea of pigsanity for a while till I got to my feet and got out of there, but I'm sure if I'd have been hooked up to a blood pressure tester right after, I may have blew the top off of that thing. :lol: :lol: :lol: It didn't help that my Grandma Mary always told the story of the young girl getting eaten by a bunch of hogs in Missouri when she was a youngun. Glad your alright, and be more careful next time. When those bovines are going after cake, they don't take alot of consideration into the supplier. :lol:
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There have been some great stories told here. "Pigsanity" Now that is hilarious! That and Soapy's "bovinity" or whatever it was he came up with, have really gotten my belly fat jiggling.
 
Close call Soap, glad you're ok.

This just came across my FB page. I've known this family since 1988.
Erin was the Calgary Stampede Queen of 1993.

Skyline Ranch

"It is with extreme sadness to announce the passing of our sister, daughter and mother at the Skyline Ranch. Erin lost her life in a tragic accident on the Ranch on March 28. We ask for peace and understanding at this difficult time. We will build a page with details as they unfold. God Bless Erin"
 
This just came across my FB page. I've known this family since 1988.
Erin was the Calgary Stampede Queen of 1993.

Skyline Ranch

"It is with extreme sadness to announce the passing of our sister, daughter and mother at the Skyline Ranch. Erin lost her life in a tragic accident on the Ranch on March 28. We ask for peace and understanding at this difficult time. We will build a page with details as they unfold. God Bless Erin"
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That's awful news. I knew Erin when she was a little girl. I guided for her Dad in the North West Territories back in the late 70s.
 
Soapweed, glad you came out all right. Miracle you didn't get stepped on, 720 times. Thanks for telling the tale with such style for our entertainment, and for the reminder to keep "situational awareness" and stay safe.
 

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