Bye, Bye! Big Bull!

Tyson has always loved seeing Uncle Hill's cows. Truly we all have. We could see them from our deck looking across the pond up on the hillside. They often grazed in the bright green pasture across from Grandma's house. In fact...the cows came to my wedding! Just as the ceremony began they cows all came walking up close to the house. For many years we have taken walks down 'the cow path' where we could watch them in the field. Each year I have loved seeing new baby calves born. In fact, we have even helped bottle feed and search for new babies when they were in trouble. In some way, the cows have been a special attraction around Pearces! Tyson recently 'met' the bull! He is BIG! At first he was scared of it, but soon wanted to see it all of the time. He would scream "big bull, big bull" over and over! If I wanted him to get ready to go somewhere, he would quickly put on his shoes and coat if I said we could see the 'big bull!' One of his first animal sounds was "MOOOOOO!" When singing "Old MacDonald" he would only say "and a moo moo, and a moo moo, and a moo moo" repeatedly. Recently he added "and a big bull, and a big bull, and a big bull" to the song! All this to say, we have loved Uncle Hill's livestock! This week, the cows were sold. We went to see them one last time on Sunday. "Bye,Bye! Big Bull!"