Jimmy, the Terrible Bull 1920's On the advice of the Morgan County Farm agent some of the neighbors In Mountain Green and Peterson decided to go into the dairy business. After studying the situation it was de¬cided that the Guernesy breed was the one to invest in. The milk was more creamy, better color and downright more delicious to drink. Be¬sides, Holstein milk is so thin and watery, you could drop in a nickel in a bucket full and read 'In God We Trust' pure and easy. Delore Nichols, county agent, traveled to Wisconsin and brought back a well bred (?) bull calf that had been slightly hurt during birth, and had a hump back. With good management, his progeny should yield production of over 1,000 pounds of butterfat per year. We named him 'Jimmy' and he grew up as a pet on the Parrish ranch. At mat¬urity and haveing been passed from one herd to another, meeting different indiv¬iduals, he became real mean, in fact, downright violent. Here is his record: He killed at least five horses, lifted several cowboys and their horses over a five-wire fence without breaking the top wire. Treed a chicken thief one night and kept him there until the unfortunate man was discovered the following morning. He repeated this performance with another thief on another occasion. He near¬ly killed me during an episode on the Parrish Ranch. This is what happened: I was running afoot alongside our herd of Guernsey cows, trying to get them into the corral. Jimmy, who had been acting up a bit, did not want his cows in the corral. I persisted a little too much for his liking, and he turned on me with a loud bellow. I ran for a clump of trees nearby, but didn't make it. I felt his big head hit me in the back, hurling me high into the air and down into a gravel pit. He turned and butted me through the gravel until he had me up against a big tree. I was conscious but so frozen with fear that I couldn't move. One more charge and it would have been all over for me. 85 BLOWING STEAM