Journey of a Champion
I had Shorty for a serious of months as I saw him grow and develop from the little steer he was, hence his name, to a much bigger one. Shorty had a unique set of features that set him apart to any ordinary steer from the variation of colors, to the musk of his hide, and his personality.
Shorty had a variety of colors all over his body from the tip of his nose to the end of his tail. His moist pink nose was always streaming with slimy five inch boogers that drooped along with his hairs. Just down below his nose, shorty had a tongue that seemed like it could stretch as long as a spider web. Moreover, its texture was like a wet piece of sandpaper which he used to wipe his boogers with and groom me as if I were a salt block. He had big gumball sized hazel eyes that hid under his three inch curly eyelashes. As you look deeply in his coat, a mixture of red-brown tiger striped lines hugged his body from his block forehead all the way down to his lengthy thick tail. Followed by the hair hanging down from his tail, a blend of white and brown hair hung only inches away from …show more content…
It was no doubt that he smelled like a conjunction of excrement and soil, most days he would roll in his pen like a dog that had just been freshly bathed. The strong spice of methane gas and dust being shot up your nose was all part of the experience. When he got soaked in the rain, it penetrated his odors into his coat, leaving an even stronger scent. On rainy days, he would jump in excitement and lay on his manure to a point where he looked like a walking turd, with mud covering his whole body. His manure would get soaked and linger around for the next week or so, which would brew an unbearable scent. As the puddles would stay there for weeks, Shorty would step in them and cover his hooves with the vile substance, to then wash it off in his drinking water; leaving his water murky and
I had Shorty for a serious of months as I saw him grow and develop from the little steer he was, hence his name, to a much bigger one. Shorty had a unique set of features that set him apart to any ordinary steer from the variation of colors, to the musk of his hide, and his personality.
Shorty had a variety of colors all over his body from the tip of his nose to the end of his tail. His moist pink nose was always streaming with slimy five inch boogers that drooped along with his hairs. Just down below his nose, shorty had a tongue that seemed like it could stretch as long as a spider web. Moreover, its texture was like a wet piece of sandpaper which he used to wipe his boogers with and groom me as if I were a salt block. He had big gumball sized hazel eyes that hid under his three inch curly eyelashes. As you look deeply in his coat, a mixture of red-brown tiger striped lines hugged his body from his block forehead all the way down to his lengthy thick tail. Followed by the hair hanging down from his tail, a blend of white and brown hair hung only inches away from …show more content…
It was no doubt that he smelled like a conjunction of excrement and soil, most days he would roll in his pen like a dog that had just been freshly bathed. The strong spice of methane gas and dust being shot up your nose was all part of the experience. When he got soaked in the rain, it penetrated his odors into his coat, leaving an even stronger scent. On rainy days, he would jump in excitement and lay on his manure to a point where he looked like a walking turd, with mud covering his whole body. His manure would get soaked and linger around for the next week or so, which would brew an unbearable scent. As the puddles would stay there for weeks, Shorty would step in them and cover his hooves with the vile substance, to then wash it off in his drinking water; leaving his water murky and