Healthy, mature bulls in herds rarely fall victim to predators.

The bull had fallen into the ditch and was either too old or too arthritic to get out.

But the bull grew tired in 1985 and then fell asleep last year.

The bull moaned and fell onto its side, unconscious.

The bull fell so far behind the herd that they decided to leave him.

There was an ugly shock, and the brown bull fell back.

What you did was aim for the lungs, because then the bull fell to the ground in lingering and unfrenzied dying.

Fortunately for Peary his shot went true, and the great bull fell dead.

Sometime that day the bull had risen from his night bed in the tall grass, taken a few steps toward the east and fallen.

Eventually the bull fell next to a gray sedan in a pool of blood.