When I was growing up in Central Texas, my dad had a hobby herd of registered Polled Hereford cattle from the Rollo Domino and Domestic Anxiety bloodlines. By the time I was 6, I learned two things: that it was fun to ride on our bull's back as he ambled to the barn, and that my dad would yell "Act like a fence!" when cows got loose. I realize now how essential those two bits of knowledge are! But of course there's a lot more to raising cows. My dad is gone; I'd ask oldtime ranchers, but they didn't want to enlighten me about terms like "springing heifer" and such. So I had to learn on my own, researching the web and reading obscure books about Indian cattle. Yes, zebu are cows, but they're very different from Bos Taurus cattle. For instance, if you feed a zebu the same as a beef or dairy cow, you'll make them fat, and a fat zebu is a very bad thing. So I began writing articles especially for zebu people. Here are some of the articles, and also some newspaper and magazine articles about me and my zebu.