Bully thought he’d try a little remote seduction on the bovine bevy of beauties, and made what he thought might be suggestive guttural noises to make their cheeks red. Bully always enjoyed hiding behind the shallow trough, floating an occasional corn stalk to see their reaction. He of course hoped the offering would make them dizzy with desire, causing their huge supple lips to biting. Just the thought made Bully tremble, but of course he was best at being an observer, as he was failing to define his dreams into real action. After all, he was only a young barnyard bull with a dream.