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By: Jim Fitzpatrick |
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Email: jim@nunica.com |
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Local Farmer in Polkton Township writes for the Coopersville Observer. |
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Along Brandy Creek By Jim Fitzpatrick
The Coopersville Observer Oct 31, 2005- - No. 60 |
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Paul and Joyce have a small farm along State Road. They're over the line some, into that other township to the West; been there a lot of years. This fall a Polkton Township fellow sold them some corn. Joyce feeds it to her ducks, chickens, pheasants, peacocks and who knows what else. Paul uses a bunch of it to keep his beef cattle fat and happy. There is also a not-so-young-horse out there in the pasture that gets his share of it, too.
Unloading the ear corn into the old granary didn't take long. The conversation that went along with the work was pleasing and interesting. Paul talked about a couple of mean bulls that he had owned over the years. One in particular. While fix'n fence Paul was walking across the main pasture to do some work on the opposite side. About midway, he had a sense that something "wasn't the way it ought to be"! And it wasn't; that big mean bull was heading straight for him at a fast walk, then on the run with his head down. Well, a good sized oak tree stood right there in the middle of the pasture. Paul spent the next ten minutes dancing around the oak making sure that he and the bull were on opposite sides. Next thing he knew, that back-then-not-so-old-horse came a runn'n and bit the bull one good horse bite right on the hind quarters. Horse stepped over for Paul who climbed on and they were off for the gate, the bull not far behind. The bare back rider was off and over the gate in an instant. The horse turned and once again sunk his teeth into the enraged bull.
A day or two later the bull took his last ride in a cattle truck. The white horse still lives on the farm. Paul gives him the run of the place - and plenty of Polkton Township corn. |
