So last night around eight the boys got very interested in going outside. Since that’s about the right time for their last chance to empty the tanks, I thought nothing of it. Until Ghost launched out the door, and I heard the mooing of unhappy cattle. LB was right behind him, followed by the sound of a tie-out cable twanging like a guitar string, followed by frustrated barking.
I’ve noticed before that the cattle seem to move around a lot at night, to the point where one must walk carefully. The cows aren’t aggressive, but I’d hate to meet that big bull at night. He already tried to face the Jeep down once and it didn’t work out well for him, but I wouldn’t want to try him on foot.
Ghost, bless his heart, has not been the problem I feared with the cows. He has strong opinions about them coming into his immediate territory, but doesn’t seem to take the pleasure in chasing them around that he did when he was young.
Still, I didn’t know they’d want to move around so much at night.
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*with apologies to Leslie Fish
Had to google Leslie. Never heard of filk music. I am so out of the hep cat loop.
We camped at night surrounded by cows with eyes glowing by reflected firelight. In the morning their tracks showed they had snuck up on us in our sleep. I credit their lack of opposable thumbs for our survival.
Anon, you want to start with ‘No High Ground’ (though some would say ‘A-Ramboing’). If you’re a Trekkie, ‘Banned From Argo.’ ‘They Were Having A Sale At the Gun Store’ should be high on your list. Oh heck; just get her album ‘Lock & Load.’ That’ll get you started.
Yeah, I’m a Fish fan.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMepfv8T9f8