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A perfect, frosty morning at a small (10 acre) farmstay outside of lovely Hamilton. Raising up a couple of steer who, like bulls everywhere, had to seek me out and pose for pictures.
OK – I admit it, I flatter them, tell them they’re gorgeous and I just love the way their eyelashes flutter when they bat their eyes at me. Works every time!
Yeah, yeah, I keep promising to be better, but it just doesn't happen... I seem to have been so busy with my ever expanding business, which is primarily managing other people's social media, I've truly neglected my own. And it's just easier to post on Facebook, though strangely, it's not as personal as posting here. I will endeavour to be better. And make the time to post here, cos I'm never going to just have the time. 
Titirangi Storyteller
How comoooo-cal!
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Monica McLaughlin
10/04/2012 at 7:42 am
And just how comical you think it is to be followed around by bulls?
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Titirangi Storyteller
10/04/2012 at 1:28 pm
It is spooky how they do that. They are very quiet about it too.
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Monica McLaughlin
10/04/2012 at 2:29 pm
How true… I was surprised at the bulls in India… very free and very mellow. Of course the same could be said for the bulls in the Scottish Highlands… but they were very different
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Titirangi Storyteller
10/04/2012 at 2:47 pm
He is definitely eye-balling you.
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poietes
27/04/2012 at 4:47 am
he and his brother were waiting for me when I stepped out of the apartment door in the morning. It drives my husband crazy how bulls/steer are drawn to me wherever we go… And it’s all about me. I don’t know quite what it is, but they just love me…
a bit freaky though when you are sitting in the car with the windows rolled up and a massive bull is staring at you longingly through the passenger seat window…
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Titirangi Storyteller
27/04/2012 at 9:28 am