"No wories, Zeb!" laughed Jude, he raised both hands in the air including the one with the knife. He added, "I know it's Chad."
Chad mooed angrily.
"Yeah, well, if you keep up that tone, Chad, maybe I will just geld you," growled Jude flashing the knife in the young bull's face.
"Jude!" Zeb shouted.
"Bro! You know Chad and I have history, and next year, Coach said that he wants Chaddy boy here to room with me for his freshman year. So we need to get him mounting our cows, and get him properly cowed for next year."
"Huh? So why brand him?"
"Cause Chad will always have a reminder that he's property, and if he doesn't do as I tell him, he will end up back on the farm," Jude said pointedly accenting his points with the point of his knife, "Got that, Chad?"
"Moo?" lowed Chad softly.
Jude cut the ropes binding Chad's four legs, and handed the rope hanging from his neck to Zeb.
"Zeb, take good care of our new prized bull. I caught him trying to escape." As Chad got to his feet, Jude added, "Best get mounting those hundred fifty cows, boy, I suspect you'll be done with women by the time football season starts again." Then Jude slapped Chad's branded ass, causing Chad to jump.