My grandmother Martha

When my grandmother was younger she spent time on her grandfather's farm. Her and her sister Edith went to do an errand on the farm. When this mean bull came after them. Her and her sister climbed a tree and the bull kept running into the tree trying to get one of them to fall. Well her grandfather got worried and saw what was happening. He stopped the bull and helped them down. He then sold the bull at an auction and got a nicer bull. Another time my grandmother went out of the house to do errands and a roster hopped on her head and kept attacking her. Well her grandfather stopped it but didn't sell it. It wasnt until the roster did it to him that they cooked the roster and had it for dinner. My grandmother still remembers and loves the taste of roster.