If I Told You To Go Sit In A Corner

It was a windy, rainy day and I was walking down the driveway to go out to the mailbox when I noticed a clump of bulls in the bull pen.

All four of them were snuggled into one little corner under a large fir tree. This was on a slope and within inches of the electric fence that runs on the inside of the woven wire fence.

The biggest bull was literally cornered. He had no way to have enough room to stand up until the other three made way for him to move. The snugness didn’t seem to bother any of them and they were content to stay this way for a couple of hours until the rain let up before slowly untangling themselves from the pile of bull they had created.

Now if I would have told them to go sit in a corner, how successful do you think I would have been?