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The Lonely Bull

by Ex-PH2••26

 

This news particularly caught my eye this morning, as this hunky Longhorn bull followed a bunch of firefighters out of the wooded area where they were trying to put out a hot spot.  There’s a video of it, attached to the article below.

https://www.nbclosangeles.com/news/local/bull-chases-firefighters-california-wildfires-video/2413393/

 

I’m guessing that, since the Longhorn bull, aptly named Ferdinand by the Ventura Co. firefighters, was solo, he was just looking for some company.

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26 thoughts on “The Lonely Bull”

  1. Poor lonely Ferdinand. Will no one take him home and keep him company?

    1. The crew here keep him company, with some S&P on a low heat for a bit and sides of ’slaw, cob corn.

  2. Musta not been any of The Other Whitey’s crew. They’d of had that ribeye on the hoof roasted up for the firefighters lunch. Ain’t like the couldn’t found a nice bed of coals somewhere.

    Damn job dangerous enough with having to play matador with a pissed off charging longhorn. OLE’, OLE’, OLE’ Andelle’ Andelle’ Andelle’!!!

    TOW, you and Fyrfighter and any other d’weeds that are out there on them lines, y’all be careful. It’s that time of the year again and I do not have time to be comforting any widows. You all are included in my conversations with The Great Spirit. As mentioned, one of my Dakota nephews is in that business too.

    1. Thanks much KOB! Just got back from vacation, and we’ve got a crew out, so my name is coming back to the top of the list… Figure i’ll go out sometime in the next few weeks.

    1. All those Western Tourists that get injured or killed should make one think that Wild Animals such as Bison ONLY LOOK cute and cuddly!

      1. Check out the video from South Dakota of the dumb biker chick that got too close to a calf.. lucky to be alive..

        1. This was a cool place I had a chance to visit in ’17 when I was out there. The Buffs and the Elk would come right up to the wagon to get the corn on the cob they had available to feed them with. They asked you not to try and pet the critters but, hell, most everybody did. The critters WANTED to be petted. Kicked myself in the ass for not laying that plastic down and getting a cured full sized Buffalo Hide Robe. Only wanted about 900 for ’em. Soft and supple, if the damn thing would’ve fetched me a cold beer or a bowl of ice cream I’d have married that robe. Was planning on getting one on my trip out this year since I wasn’t flying and had the room…AND the disposable $. Alas, per the web site they don’t do the tours anymore, but they got some cool videos on this attachment. At Custer State Park SD back in 09, I stood stock still while a big old bull came up, sniffed me, and let me scratch him behind the ears. Damn Park Ranger had a hissy fit.

          http://www.nebraskaelktours.com/index.cfm

          1. YouTube slap full of stuff like this. Seen similar scenes myself, up close and personal. They are cool critters, but people forget they are wild, way a ton or more and can run 30-35 mph. I was going back to Custer on the canceled road trip. Left a linky on my comment for the day I had planned on being there.

            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7VghMbLiMA

        2. Visited Yellowstone with my parents when I was a kid. I remember seeing a guy on one of the local engines wearing a t-shirt saying “The Yellowstone Fire Department welcomes you to the park! Please feel free to…” followed by a list of stupid shit that tourists do when they think they’re in a petting zoo, such as feed the bears, approach a moose, pet the buffalo, etc. At the bottom of the list was the sentence: “We appreciate your business!”

  6. We had an encounter with a ram sheep who took exception to our efforts to knockdown a grass fire burning through his field.
    I had no idea my crew could move that fast or leap a barbed wire fence with such grace.

  7. I saw this the other day. One of the guys on my sister’s crew with too much time on his hands made a “City Slickers” video out of it.

    I haven’t dealt with any loose longhorns on a fire, but I did once have a run-in with some exotic livestock on a medical aid. Late night, overcast, no moon, pitch-dark, rural area, about 30 miles from the nearest street light. The house is located on a narrow midslope dirt driveway, so I decide to park the engine on the road and leave the driveway open for the medics. I send my firefighters ahead while I park and chock the rig. Suddenly, they come running back in a panic, yelling “Whitey! Whitey! THERE’S SOMETHING OUT THERE, MAN!!!”

    I don’t believe in chupacabra, so I tell them to calm down, it’s probably just a dog (either that or they’re fucking with me). But they insist that it’s something big, predatory, and unnatural. They are genuinely scared shitless. So I get a flashlight, tell them to grab some brush hooks just in case, and lead them up the driveway. Said driveway has barbed wire on both sides. And then I hear it. I’m familiar with pretty much all of SoCal’s native wildlife, and this sounds very different. It’s big, it sounds bipedal, and it’s definitely not human. My skepticism rapidly gives way to “Oh, what the FUCK????!!!” I’m swinging the flashlight around, but I can’t find…whatever the hell it is. We’re about a hundred yards from the well-illuminated house, so I point and not-quite-yell “Go! Go! Go!”

    The medics pull in as we reach the house. They have no idea why we were at a balls-out sprint, or why we are carrying hand tools that double as highly-effective edged weapons, or why each of us is terrified to the point that (as my Grandpa would so eloquently describe it) you couldn’t pull a banjo string out of our asses with a D-9 Cat in low gear. The residents are oblivious to the otherworldly threat lurking just outside their walls, and have zero explanation for it when asked. The medical aid itself is a fairly straightforward OD, a little Narcan and he wakes right up (Exorcist projectile vomit optional). The medics load him up and take off before I can tell them that we need a ride back. Fuckers.

    So we walk briskly back down the driveway, brush hooks ready to swing. We hear it again. This time, my flashlight catches a twinkle from a large pair of eyes as I’m swinging it back and forth. What was this menacing beast?

    A goddamn ostrich.

    I can’t help but laugh. One of my firefighters looks at the bird and shouts “Oh, FUCK you!” The ostrich is pissed, but there’s barbed wire between us and it, so we go on our way. I got one more look at it as I turned the rig around. It was watching us leave, puffing its chest in flightless avian victory. My backseat firefighter gave it the finger (flipped the bird at the bird, ha! ) to claim the last word.

    1. Those thing can hurt you.

      A neighbor had some. The male had his hormones flowing one day, and kicked the maintenance guy in the ribs – a glancing blow that crushed his ribs and lung on that side.

      I’ll get in a pen with a cow or bull, but not no friggin’ ostrich!

  8. Ol’ Poe’s no cowboy but he did live almost two decades, in Texas, much of it in ranching country, and that “bull” looks like a steer to him.

    Don’t see any cojones swinging…

        1. I used to love that show. My mother thought I was addicted to TV, but she didn’t understand that those stories were based on a real cattle driver’s diary, and the adventures were real.

          I miss those days.

          1. Aww, you just like making goo goo eyes at Rowdy Yates and Gil Favor. And wondering what all Wishbone put in his stew to make it so good. I can catch it on broadcast HandI TV every morning at 0900. Buried in my video library is a full DVD Set. I know you don’t have/watch TV but if you do get around to getting another one, there are a lot of digital broadcast sub channels now that run a bunch of the stuff that we grew older on, some of it we never saw because we couldn’t get that network or it was a bad night/too late or, in our case didn’t have a set when it was on. Stick you up a basic off air antenna, hit the digital program button and set back. Most all of your local broadcast stations run these sub channels. The cable companies hate it. Gunsmoke at 1300 hrs every day but Sunday. The list goes on. psst…don’t tell the other lionesses, but you can catch Josh Randall, Paladin, and the Maverick Boys, along with the Cartwrights.

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