I spent $6,500 on a registered Black Angus bull, thinking he’d boost productivity on the farm. But after turning him loose with the herd, all he did was eat, nap, and stare into the distance like he was on vacation. Day after day — nothing. No interest in the cows. Just… vibes.

Worried I’d blown my savings on a four-legged lawn ornament, I called the vet. He checked the bull out and said, “He’s healthy, just young. Might need a little encouragement.” Then he handed me a bottle of pills and told me to give him one a day.

I wasn’t hopeful — until day two.

That bull woke up. Suddenly, he was all over the cows like it was his life’s mission. Then he broke through the fence and headed straight for the neighbor’s herd. I mean, no chill.

I don’t know what was in those pills — they smelled like peppermint — but they turned my sleepy bull into a breeding machine.

Now my cows are pregnant, the bull’s unstoppable, and the neighbor… well, he’s less than thrilled. But hey — sometimes all it takes is a little boost to bring out the beast.