If one falls from a tree and you are underneath, it could be fatal.
My brother-in-law has a cattle ranch. He and his wife have both been injured by aggressive cows.
There is always ‘Mad Cow’ disease to worry about.
Different kind of mad.
Should have known not to make a grammar joke here!
Semantics, not grammar.
94% of walkers attacked by cows had dogs with them. Cows, especially with calves do not like dogs. The advice i have heard is do not try to protect the dog, let go of it’s lead and look out for yourself. the dog has a better chance of getting a=ways on it’s own and without the dog the cows may leave you alone.
Fetchez la vache!
Also good to remember that cows tend to kick forward and to the side whereas horses and mules tend to kick backward. Not a hard and fast rule, but a general one to keep in mind when around large farm critters getting agitated.
In my experience, and as you no doubt noticed, cows are big. Actually, cows are fucking huge. With no ill will at all, a slowly moving cow could do serious damage, knocking you over and stepping on you. If she picked up a bit a speed? I shudder to think.
I guess there was no barbed wire on the fence? Huh.
Udder devastation. A milkbath.
I thought this was going to be another tipping thread.
18% minimum (for a group this large)
Bill Bryson is a humor writer, but he usually has some relevant facts. In his latest book about England (The Road to Little Dribbling) he talks about cows.
Now, the British love to go “rambling”* along the many footpaths that are proudly maintained throughout the countryside.
But in a small country , those footpaths frequently take you onto private farmland, where there are…cows.
From a book review:
“The real danger is cows. Cows kill a lot more people than bulls.” Bryson pursues the fact that cow-trampling is rare enough, but always reported in British papers, and completely ignored in the States, where death by shooting takes precedence. He claims that if he asked a British friend about their chances of being attacked by a cow, the friend would be aware of the danger. An American would reply, “Why would I be in a field with cows?”
*(not “hiking”–that’s done by Americans, who have real mountains )
Moo moo…
Moo moo…
Moo moo, moo moo, moo moo, moo moo, moo moo, moo moo MOOO!
For the first time in a long time I had to get up and leave my desk to avoid laughing in front of coworkers.
I doubt I could explain myself without getting fired for lunacy.
Well done, 2 hooves up.
Interrupting cow wh-
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
One time I was bicycling down a hill when I (we - there were two of us) encountered some Holsteins (those black and white dairy cows) on the road.
I was pretty scared as I couldn’t slow down very well. The cows were also moving but if one of them stopped in front of me the conservation of momentum would not be in my favor…
Brian
It was a long time ago, and I don’t recall what kind of fence it was. I just remember climbing over (or through) the fence. And as I was doing so, I looked back and saw two cows running right toward me. They came to an abrupt stop at the fence. And yea, they’re big animals. :eek:
Cow-workers?