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He knew he had only seconds before the calf’s panic triggered a violent reaction from the bull. Any attempt to rush the animal would be a death sentence; the bull’s instincts would immediately kick in, potentially turning the farmer into a target and the calf into collateral damage. The farmer skidded to a halt, forcing his own breathing to slow, his mind racing through years of experience with herd behavior. He had to be surgical. He had to be calm. He had to become the quietest, most reassuring presence in a space that was rapidly becoming a theater of tragedy.
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