Imagine it... you wake up, no kids, house is quiet... dog needs out. You open your door to find this staring back at you. Ok, so maybe not this exactly, unless you live on the streets of Spain during the running of the bulls. However, it can still happen on a much different scale living out in the country. My sister woke to have 8 large red bulls staring at her from her front porch. My sister doesn't own bulls, not a single one. Just a tiny shitzu named Boogie that was now "cow"ering at her feet, well for the moment anyway - next thing he's shooting across the yard and out of sight. Heather in her pursuit is dodging pies that should she have slipped into "would've taken my shoe off!" and realizes she is also wearing RED sleep pants. Not a good move. So the dog is found, the shoes remain on her feet, no major injuries from flashing red... and well as for the yard, it received quite a large amount of fertilizer. As for where the bulls came from? Her neighbor decided to go into the cattle business and purchased the bulls before putting up the fence. Talk about the cart before the horse. Ha!
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