With the rest of the family gone, Granny goes to investigate some noises in the barn.
She finds Big Black, the family bull, running around loose. When he confronts her, she wrestles him for dominance.
Who will win? Will Grandma come out on top and put the studly bull in his place? Or will the bull pummel her?
Peering into the barn, I saw nothing was out of order. What caused the noise? I was just being silly! It was just a bad dream that woke me up.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang and I realized that it was our stud bull, Big Black. He was the culprit!
He snorted when he saw me and he pawed at the straw, throwing it everywhere.
"Moo!" He threw his massive head up in defiance. He was a bull after all, that was their nature.
"Don't you talk back to me. I raised you from a calf. I brought you into this world and I can take you right out!" I shook my gnarled finger at him.
He shook his head and stamped his foot.
"Boy, I'm going to wrestle you to the ground and show you that you aren't so big." I hobbled over to his stall.
Big Black butted the stall door making it rattle.
"You asked for it," I told him, opening the door as fast as I could and stepping inside.
My sudden move caused him to back up and look at me in surprise. He snorted and stamped his hoof.
"I have more surprises to me than you know." I warned him. He shook his head as if he didn't like hearing that.
"Don't you sass me, boy." I opened the door to the pasture. "Get out here boy."
I turned and spanked him on the rear.