One day I was walking and I saw a big fat bull. It looked at me furiously, then it scraped its hoof on the rock solid ground, and it charged at me. I turned and I ran as fast as I could. Then I didn't notice, but I had jumped into a pile of quick mud, and as soon as I got out I was caked in mud. The bull could not get me now. I thought I had done it. i hadn't. The furious beast still sprinted across the oozy mud. The bull looked disgusting. The bull butted me like mad. I had to get a cast on my head and arm. Now I know not to go near a bull, especially fat big bulls!