WorkHardPlayHrd
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I'm sorry for the families loss.
A cow is an animal, and even the most tame animal can become deadly or cause bodily harm in the right circumstances. This last August I was leading one of our cows across the yard. She was 12 years old, weighed 2,000 pounds, and could have been lead by 2 year old. She had been injured in the cow yard by a younger animal and we were tieing her on a long line in the yard to eat grass. I was walking her over to the barn to water her when a vehicle backfired on the road. I blame myself because I know better than to let my guard down. She spooked and came right over me. 4 days latter I had knee surgery that didn't completely fix my knee. I don't blame her. She knew she had hurt me. She came right back and stood behind me trying to get me up by nudgeing me with her nose.
Then I have the story where my Dad had a cow that was a psycho when she had a calf. Dad was gone on vacation when she calved early. She had my sister pinned between the silo and shed wall. My sister kept dodging when she charged. I put a bullet in between her eyes. My Dad came back to a fridge full of hamburger.
We get one chance at this thing called life. We need to always remember to enjoy the good things we have.
A cow is an animal, and even the most tame animal can become deadly or cause bodily harm in the right circumstances. This last August I was leading one of our cows across the yard. She was 12 years old, weighed 2,000 pounds, and could have been lead by 2 year old. She had been injured in the cow yard by a younger animal and we were tieing her on a long line in the yard to eat grass. I was walking her over to the barn to water her when a vehicle backfired on the road. I blame myself because I know better than to let my guard down. She spooked and came right over me. 4 days latter I had knee surgery that didn't completely fix my knee. I don't blame her. She knew she had hurt me. She came right back and stood behind me trying to get me up by nudgeing me with her nose.
Then I have the story where my Dad had a cow that was a psycho when she had a calf. Dad was gone on vacation when she calved early. She had my sister pinned between the silo and shed wall. My sister kept dodging when she charged. I put a bullet in between her eyes. My Dad came back to a fridge full of hamburger.
We get one chance at this thing called life. We need to always remember to enjoy the good things we have.