As the men were on their way to help, they saw the horses trotting down the street. Their job ended up being much easier than expected. They didn't need to look for the horses at all, they just had to round them up and bring them back to the corral. I don't know how they managed to round up six horses and bring them back, but nevertheless, the horses eventually returned to their places. Now they had to catch the bull. My grandmother said she wouldn't leave the house and the other men didn't know how to stop a bull, so she called the neighbor. The neighbor still lives there today and is a good friend of the family. He's one of those guys who somehow knows how to do everything, so making a bull listen seemed easy to him. My grandmother has no idea how he did it, but all the animals ended up there eventually..