Beware of the Bull
Out for a walk one afternoon, I came upon a fence around this cow pasture. On this fence was a sign that stated, “Beware of the BULL.”
Now I am not one to doubt the warnings on signs, but it did seem to be a shortcut across the pasture to where I wanted to go. I looked very carefully in every direction and no BULL did I see.
Weighing the decision very carefully, it seemed that crossing this cow pasture was a safe and time-saving way to go, since I could see no BULL.
About halfway across the pasture, I spotted the BULL. It was the biggest and meanest-looking BULL that I had ever seen. He had long, sharp horns and was coming straight towards me. My one stroke of luck was that evidently this BULL hadn’t seen me yet.
I looked around quickly and, much to my dismay, there was not a tree big enough to climb anywhere close enough to be of any help to me. The only thing there were some bushes. However, one of the bushes was large enough to hide behind.
I had to make a decision quickly before the BULL saw me. What should I do? GET BEHIND A BUSH . . . OR GET GORED!