After my nephew, Foster, grew tired of running circles around us on Saturday, he decided to grow horns and take his uncle out.
Naturally, the farmer played along, matador style. He looks very concerned for his safety.
Bull-fighting is no laughing matter. He takes his job very seriously.
WHOA!! It seems the little bull got tangled in the vice grip of the fighter’s arms!
Looks like the farmer wins this round. Better luck next time, Foster.
She's Dairy Made 
i played with my nephew like that, who looks to be about Foster’s age… wow, was i worn out. never-ending energy. great pics!
VERY tiring! I almost get tired watching them rough-house!