Re cows, do not be fooled by them! I’ll tell you a story.
About four years ago the youngest and me took the dog out to the country (near Bramhope
Orang Utan) for a walk. Near the end we got into a field that had a little mud beach by the river. We went off right across the field up a slope towards a big oak on the crest of the rise.
Half way up a group of young cows (bullucks, fuck knows) come over the rise. I play it cool with our Bill and say, right I’m going to put the dog on the lead and we’ll walk briskly to that tree.
Well, the fucking things started
gambling down the hill towards us! There was clearly no malice, but all I could think was if a two ton cow gambols into you it’s gonna break your leg!
I decided we needed to speed up pretty quickly so I picked the dog up, grabbed son’s arm and almost dragging him fucking LEGGED it to this tree!
Got there in the nick of time, but the bloody things were huffing and puffing and kind of leaning their big wet noses in fucking surrounding us! I could tell Bill was close to panic, so I kinda channelled Crocodile Dundee and said in a very convincing confident voice (Bill told me later he had
no idea I was shitting it) ‘git over you daft girl’ and wafted my hands to get the more curious ones to move back.
Honestly we were trapped there for fucking ages waiting for them to get bored, but at least we didn’t get stampeded!
I now don’t go in a field with cows. And this is why I live in suburbia tbh.