Mmm, well. [ a little sheepishly: ] I grew up on a farm, when I was very young. Spent a lot of time working with cattle, and I'm afraid the bull there didn't like me very much. It finally lost its patience with me one day, and I was rather fortunate to escape with just a few scrapes.

[ a nostalgic little laugh, since it's almost enough to make him miss home. ] We had two sheepdogs there, too. Terribly friendly, amazingly helpful.