Receivaballs or Receiving Bulls?

This is a “G” rated blog but somehow I feel Telstra could make it “X” rated!!

Yesterday I was at a friend’s property. He received a phone message, one of those dreadful Telstra 10 second voice messages that is converted to a cryptic text message, that went something like:

“I have the balls. I will deliver them about 11.30. Alan”. (I don’t think kisses concluded the message!!).

We laughed! We were waiting for BULLS to be delivered!

The first thing I noticed when the truck turned up was the number plate “MOO-201” – what a great number plate for a company called “MooMovers”!

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Three bulls were delivered. All from the same Limousine stud but only 2 were previously acquainted. Balls, opps I mean bulls, are such testosterone filled beings. When they meet another testosterone filled bull, they size each other up and decide if they need to sort out who is the most dominant.

Sometimes they work it out quickly – 1,100 kgs versus “only” 800 kgs at the moment….. OK, you win Big Boy. No fighting necessary.

Or not… and then they have to sort out where every stands in the dominance order, basically by testing their muscles.

On The GO there are two new bulls, Romeo (who I posted about collecting , being dipped and the flat tyre on the truck) and Dominic. I wasn’t here when they met but apparently they took the second option.

Dominic is about 5 years old – huge as!! Romeo (who’s been renamed in the real world but will remain Romeo in my blog world – beauty of a blog – you can create your own reality!!) is only 2 years old – big but a long way to go before the grass protein makes him into the bull he will become and as big as Dominic.

When Dominic met Romeo, Romeo thought he could charge his way to dominance. Apparently Dominic was very gracious in his 5 minutes of sorting Romeo out. Romeo pawed the ground and charge – and bounced off Dominic! Dominic brushed a few more attempts away – only breaking one part of the ageing cattle yards – until Romeo finally “got it”. Now sorted, ie that Dominic is about 1.5 times as big as Romeo therefore due to muscle mass, Dominic is dominant, the boys are good friends.

The bulls delivered yesterday were “named” E 31, G 25 and G 27. “E” stands for being born 4 years ago. The two “G” bulls were only born two years ago. So names starting with G and E need to be found.

Is this my new home? A tentative look - before he backed into the truck again!

Is this my new home? A tentative look – before he backed into the truck again!

The only one decided yesterday was Genghis Khan – mighty ruler of the Mongols in the 12th century!! Other names are yet to be decided. Suggestions? Galileo, Goethe, Goliath, Galen…???

Genghis Khan! He really is pretty cute - opps, men aren't suppose to be cute - he's very masculine and muscly!!

Genghis Khan! He really is pretty cute – opps, men aren’t suppose to be cute are they!! I should say that Genghis Khan is very masculine and muscly – with that casually handsome tousled look!! No need for a toupée yet!

“E” seems to be harder! I can only think of Erik The Red – the Norseman who settled Greenland. Or Eros – the God of Love but that doesn’t seem tough enough for a massive bull. Oh – or Elvis???

Naming anything is a tricky business!! And heaps of fun. This way you can create new friends wherever you go – trees and animals and people who you don’t know or interact with but whom you see frequently on a bus or at the swimming pool or at the organic markets and therefore form a  part of your life.

All three bulls were intended to run together. Before yesterday Genghis Khan and his “G” buddy hadn’t met “E”. There was the obvious concern that there had to be some dominance sorting out to do between the three of them. Apparently it can get quite aggressive.

The initial confrontation of the three new bulls - through the fence!! There was definitely some tension in the air!!

The initial confrontation of the three new bulls – through the fence!! There was definitely some tension in the air!!

“E” had managed to try and climb a fence just before he got on the delivery truck yesterday and had injured his back leg in the process. There was some concern that despite his weight advantage he might not be in full fighting force, weakened by his leg injury and thus alter the proceedings.

After being run through the yards and out into separate but adjoining paddocks, it was decided to let them meet – “E” had been running with no evidence of the injury. They had all sniffed each other through the bars at the stock yard – a little pawing of the ground and strong snorting but no major aggression.

Dominance testing in the yards. Snorting and pawing but not real head butting.

Dominance testing in the yards. Snorting and pawing but not real head butting.

It was an anxious moment when they all came into physical contact. What would happen? Conflict? Head butting? Blood?

“E”‘s dominance must have been obvious to Genghis Khan and his buddy. They all sniffed each other, a little wielding of weight but nothing much. They all quickly turned back to the track and their herd of girls.

Dominance sorted the boys head off down the track together.

Dominance sorted, the boys head off down the track together.

Cows are so like people. They all have personalities. They are all curious. They are all interesting.

When the 120 girls saw the three new comers, they were so curious. They all trotted to check out the new boys. The three boys seems to suddenly be a gang of gangly boys being overwhelmed by a flock of girls. The boys were soon surrounded by the girls. The girls were after the boys!! It didn’t take the girls long to make the boys feel welcome and for the boys to be separated by attentive females. The gang of three quickly dispersed!

The boys heading towards the girls! The girls had all been over the hill but they must have smelt the boys - they all came over the hill at a fast pace!

The boys heading towards the girls! The girls had all been over the rise but they must have smelt the boys – they all came over the hill at a fast pace!

Less than 5 minutes latter the boys were quickly enveloped by the girls into the mob!! No chance for the boys to blend into the background or sit out any dance!! The girls were demanding their FULL attention.

Less than 5 minutes latter the boys were quickly enveloped by the girls into the mob!! No chance for the boys to blend into the background or sit out any dance!! The girls were demanding their FULL attention.

I love nature’s natural gender equality! We have so much to learn from cows and nature.

And so Alan’s balls, I mean the bulls, were happily delivered to their pastures where they will live for many years. They will live on pastures which have been holistically managed and improved by natural fertilisers so are coming back to grass diversity. For cattle – these bulls are the lucky ones. They get to live a longer life than most livestock.

The boys graciously accepted the hospitality of the girls and got into the mood pretty quickly!

The boys graciously accepted the hospitality of the girls and got into the mood pretty quickly!

Although I enjoy working on farms, there is always the sad reality lingering in my mind that these lovely creatures will all too soon be killed – to suddenly stop being a cow with a personality and a calf and a herd and with a bullet become meat in the supermarkets and on dinner plates.

I often feel confusion trying to align my vegetarian side with seeing how ruminant animals are an essential part of restoring the degraded landscapes of Australia and indeed the world, which human decisions and exploitation of natural resources (especially the soil) have created.

I have no solution or agreement in my head or heart. It is what it currently is. I enjoy the moments and experiences knowing this is where I am meant to be for some strange reason. I simply enjoy the moment – being with the lovely cows and being immersed in nature.

2 responses to “Receivaballs or Receiving Bulls?

  1. Five bulls now? Wow…that’s a lot…I thought Jude only had plans for two. Very lovely boys…I think as soon as these two joeys are released and off my hands I need to organise a trip and come visit,

    • Still only 2 bulls on The GO Jacqui. These 3 were on another friend’s property who runs limousines. Get your baby wallabies out there and come on down!! We’d love to see you and hear your laughter. xx

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