Look at the base of those horns! Look at those ears! Look at that elbow and knee! Look at what is left of his coat! Look at that worn, old face!
This bull has seen many a battle and many a day. For him to die at the hands of a hunter while he could still bring all his wisdom and experience to bear rather than succumbing to starvation is fitting and poetic.
I believe that is the greatest trophy I've ever seen. Congratulations to you in the most sincere form.
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