Dinosaur Growls

A deep guttural, prehistoric moan that rings your ears and rattles your chest. It evokes feelings of fear in even the most seasoned of cowboys.

First time I heard the dinosaur growl, I was about 50 yards between the golf cart (safety) and Captain Jack Sparrow. It was the inaugural turn out in the big pasture and I was worried about being able to catch them to bring them back to the barn for nighttime. In my first attempt to check on them, I succeeded in scaring them and they ran to the far corner. On this second attempt, I thought I would get off the golf cart and just amble around, not really coming too close or putting any pressure on them. Cows tend to be curious, so I figured they’d wonder what I was up to and meet me.

That’s when I heard the earth open up. Captain Jack Sparrow unleashed a prehistoric growl and my knees began to shake. I couldn’t even register the sound he made. He bellowed and then charged at me. I knew I could not out run him back to the cart safely, so I stood absolutely still. Time stopped as the little black tornado raced at me. I both prayed that the neighbors would find me and that no one was about to witness the impact. I sang to him and murmured sweet nothings “oh, little Jack, it’s just me, you don’t have to kill me today.”

As quickly as he charged, he slid to a stop. When the dust settled, I opened my eyes and he was licking my pants. He was so happy to see me, I darn near cried. Wow, crisis adverted. I hadn’t expected THIS outcome. I think he thought he was lost and didn’t know when he’d see a delicious calf manna dinner again. Kindly, quietly, they all followed me back to the barn.

To this day, Captain Jack bellows when we feed him. I guess the dinosaur growl is a good noise, but trust me, you’ll be intimidated the first time you hear it!