We Got Cows

Not our cows, mind you, but my neighbors’ cows.  About a month ago 2 of his heifers (a heifer is a cow that’s not had a calf yet – I’m so farm-y now) got into our property, and had fun playing in the pond and grazing on our forage oats until he called them back home and he fixed the break in the fence.

Well, yesterday one of his gigantic bulls simply walked right into and over the electric fence in the back corner of our property.  He ambled about, looking lost and scared, until he found two of my grandkids and thought they might be just the humans to help him find his way back home.

They weren’t.  In fact, they were terrified and ran to the house excitedly pointing and yelling about the cow in the yard.

My daughter-in-law decided to take the kids back to the woods and see if she could locate the cow.

She found him.  And he found them…..delightful to chase.  When I heard them running and screaming I went outside to find no sign of the bull, but the grandkids had made it to safety and daughter-in-law was bent over double gasping for breath.

“One thing..” she huffed, “I’ve learned..(pant, pant)…is that I cannot ‘run for my life’ anymore. I’m so out of shape,  I just kept thinking I’m going to die by cow.”  Hubby, the ever-helpful, turned to the grandkids and said, “See, kids, you don’t have to run faster than the cow, you just have to run faster than your mother.”

I thought it was funny.  Actually, everyone thought it was funny.

Our neighbor came and got his bull.  Apparently, this one is very friendly and was likely chasing everyone as a form of play.

I don’t know about you, but my idea of ‘play’ does not include attempting to NOT get trampled by a playful bull.

Safety tip – you know for the next time you encounter a cow that isn’t yours – do NOT RUN from him/her.  Stand your ground, and if he’s charging at you, sidestep at the last possible second and get something solid between you and the animal.

Or, I could just send my daughter-in-law to your house – provided you’re in better shape than she is – and you know, you could just let nature take its course.

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Posted on April 2, 2018, in Awesomesauce, Guess You Had to Be There, Life on the Farm, Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Who knew that bulls like to play “tag”?

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