Now, I would not believe my story if it hadn't happened to me. About 20 years ago, I was very active in the martial arts. My friend and I were instructors. Afer teaching class one night, he invited me back to his mother-in-laws where he had been living. He had me follow him behind the polce barn. Suddenly in a normal voice he started calling out John... John...towards the woods behind the barn. I asked him what he was doing and he jsut said watch. After a few more calls, out came this forkhorn with a red bandana around his neck. It walked right up to us and bega licking our hands and arms ( I guess it was afer the salt from our sweat). Being a city boy at the time I asked him why did he call him John. He told me his mother-in-law did that...John Deere tractors. I could believe this. I came back several more time only to have the same thing happen. However, I do not think the bandana di him any favors because the following year he never showed. I guess he must have been taken. I know this sounds like BS but all I can say is it happened.