Little Thunder's Paddock

A new visitor came to the farm. Her name was Mia, and she wanted to meet Little Thunder.

"He's a bull," said Spike. "We watch bulls from behind the fence."

Mia climbed onto the bottom rail and looked over. Little Thunder was munching grass in his paddock.

"How do I know if he is happy?" asked Mia.

"Look at his body," said Suzy. "His head is low and his tail is swishing slowly. He is calm."

Just then, a crow landed near Little Thunder. He lifted his head, stamped a hoof and snorted.

"That means he wants space," said Spike. "Stamping, snorting and pawing the ground are warning signs."

The crow flew off. Little Thunder put his head back down to eat.

"Never go into a bull paddock," said Suzy. "Even a friendly bull is big and strong."

Mia nodded. "I'll stay on this side and wave."

She waved. Little Thunder flicked his ears and swished his tail. Mia smiled. That was a bull hello.