When I was a kid, we went to Belfast Zoo from time to time. One of my best memories was the time they had some American bison on display. There was a HUGE shaggy bull laying next to the hurricane fence, and a crowd of kids jabbing at him with sticks through the fence. The old fella got up, hooked his horns under the bottom edge of the wire and lifted his head. About five metres of fencing and posts came out of the ground, the children scattered like leaves in a gale, and the bull laid back down to finish his nap.
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