Running over cows

Ian_Davies

Ian_Davies

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Not a subject I am an expert on, but on drives in the New Forest I've frequently seen cows and other animals wandering around in the road as if they own the place and everyone just slows down and passes them carefully.

I am not getting how they are a public danger - maybe I am missing something?
 
They aren't the safest animals to be around. I always remember the farmer across the road coming to Christmas party with a black eye and huge lump on his head administered by one of his cows.

That said, there are a myriad of ways they could have dealt with the incident that doesn't involve driving a car at them.

But that's plod for you - not always the brightest.
 
For example, we were sitting having a drink one night - it's two in the morning and I've had a case of tennents and two cows appear at the front window. I immediately went outside and herded the feckers back into their field and closed the gate behind them.

If I can manage that whilst four sheets to the wind, surely plod can come up with a better plan than "let's run it over".
 
My gut reaction upon watching the video clip was that it didn't seem to represent an immediate threat and that what transpired wasn't necessary.
 
I recall one one evening being 'four sheets to the wind' and trying to make my way home (two miles) on foot in the dark from the nearest hostelry.

Nature's call got the better of me and I somehow managed to negotiate a wire fence to find a bush behind which to relieve myself at some length.

(Please don't over-read that.)

I emerged to find myself the object of a herd of curious bovines. To be totally frank, I admit it did frighten the bejaysus out of me as I'd never previously found myself in such a predicament.

Drawing myself up to my full 5' 6.5", I said firmly to what I'd assumed was the 'madame' of said cows and firmly asserted, "Just youz sti therr!" and furtively manoeuvred towards the fence.

Typically of the female species, they paid no attention to my exhortation and proceeded to follow me all the way back to the fence and succeeded in making me feel that I had somehow abandoned them.

Wimmin...
 
I’m pretty scared of cows and bullocks. The local farmer keeps them in the local fields and I’ve been pinned into a corner of a field whilst walking my dogs ( I don’t walk my dogs there if I know they’re there but it was an L shaped field and I didn’t see them till they charged at me). Everyone I know that has worked with cattle have been injured at one time or another. One friend came between a Highland cow that she’d recently purchased and walked between it and a calf she hadn’t realised it had had and it tried to kill her. The only time I’ll walk past them is when they graze the dunes in winter and aren’t in an enclosed space. Having said all that I honestly don’t understand how the police could have handled this cow incident so badly.
 
As an unsociable non-drinker of alcohol, I never go in pubs and I had no idea visits to them could be so fraught with danger!

Going to Waitrose in daylight hours is quite enough excitement for me and thankfully I've yet to see a cow in the car park at my local branch.

That said, I did buy a steak there last week, but I'm guessing that doesn't count.
 
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Ian_Davies said:
As an unsociable non-drinker of alcohol, I never go in pubs and I had no idea visits to them could be so fraught with danger!

Going to Waitrose in daylight hours is quite enough excitement for me and thankfully I've yet to see a cow in the car park at my local branch.

That said, I did buy a steak there last week, but I'm guessing that doesn't count.
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Have you always been a non drinker Ian -I have been on the dry for nearly 3 years.I was a light enough drinker but Would get absolutely hammered 3 times a year.I don't miss it.
 
No, it's taken me a lifetime to work out what I like and don't like and drinking, along with things like holidays, partying and socialising generally, are things that I grew up feeling everyone, me included, was supposed to enjoy, initially felt a bit empty and lost when I didn't, but then realised I don't have to conform, I'd given these things a go and it was ok to just be me being me.

I haven't been on what could be called a "holiday" in years, I last went abroad in 1994 and I can't remember the last time I had an alcoholic drink.

I had the rites of passage of most young adults, doing down the pub (never much liked it and wouldn't be seen dead in one now) etc, but I never enjoyed the lifestyle, always been a loner, wasn't ever interested in being "one of the lads" and I can count my close family and friends nowadays on the fingers of one hand and it suits me well.

I never drink, but I still sometimes enjoy food with a tiny alcoholic content - maybe a steak with a red or white wine sauce, a Tiramisu and I'm partial to cherry liquor chocolates occasionally.

I'm also a bit of a Peter Pan - I never grew out of liking sweets, chocolate, crisps and "pop," (coca-cola, dandelion & burdock, cherryade etc) - though I'm very careful to limit my intake of those things.

I live the simple life and it suits me well.
 
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Cattle will leave you alone if you respect their space, although they can be very curious and will follow you about sometimes.

@moehat, be careful when walking the dog near them, and if they do charge, let go of the lead and let Fido fend for himself.

The calf in the incident that instigated this post was no danger to anyone as far as I could see and to ram the poor thing was disgraceful. John Wayne would have picked it up and tucked it under his arm!
 
Trust me Walsworth, I avoid cattle like the plague! There is a field at the end of my partners garden which is part of a pilgrim route. It’s a huge field and the route cuts through the middle of it. In summer it is full of cows, calves, sheep and the biggest bull you ever saw. It terrifies me seeing people walk across it knowing that they’re walking between cows and their calves. They often have dogs with them, too. One night my partner was looking across the field and saw a cow charge at one of the foxes that frequent the field: made me realise why they have this inbuilt hatred of dogs. The bull is probably quite safe as he’s a meat bull and not dairy but I still wouldn’t chance it! I’ve never got over being cornered by those bullocks or the way they charged at me. They were massive things, too. I had to pick up my dogs and climb over a gate to get away from them. They’re safe in the dunes. Seem to be pregnant cows so I know there are no calves around and if I see them in the distance I can take another route. They’re good for spreading the many plants that grow in the dunes along with fertilising everything. I’m just as wary of horses. I asked a farrier to go and get my pony from her field once and he said there was no way that he’d go into a field of strange horses; it had never crossed my mind that they could be dangerous although a while later one of them tried to trample my dog. I can’t eat beef when I’m staying at Mikes: the little calves are so cute. And when they are eventually removed from their mums the cows call for them all night; it’s heartbreaking. The sheep are ok as it’s a pedigree flock of Dorsets that are mainly for showing so I can chat to them without feeling awful.
 
Ian_Davies said:
No, it's taken me a lifetime to work out what I like and don't like and drinking, along with things like holidays, partying and socialising generally, are things that I grew up feeling everyone, me included, was supposed to enjoy, initially felt a bit empty and lost when I didn't, but then realised I don't have to conform, I'd given these things a go and it was ok to just be me being me.

I haven't been on what could be called a "holiday" in years, I last went abroad in 1994 and I can't remember the last time I had an alcoholic drink.

I had the rites of passage of most young adults, doing down the pub (never much liked it and wouldn't be seen dead in one now) etc, but I never enjoyed the lifestyle, always been a loner, wasn't ever interested in being "one of the lads" and I can count my close family and friends nowadays on the fingers of one hand and it suits me well.

I never drink, but I still sometimes enjoy food with a tiny alcoholic content - maybe a steak with a red or white wine sauce, a Tiramisu and I'm partial to cherry liquor chocolates occasionally.

I'm also a bit of a Peter Pan - I never grew out of liking sweets, chocolate, crisps and "pop," (coca-cola, dandelion & burdock, cherryade etc) - though I'm very careful to limit my intake of those things.

I live the simple life and it suits me well.
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Great attitude Ian -respect.I drank for years but I was far from an alcoholic.My real buzz in life for the last 10 years or so has been watching my now 14 year Old son train and play matches in his various sports.Strangely enough I had my first foreign holiday in 15 years last month -really enjoyed it and definitely want to go back there again.
 
I was a pisshead from 15 to 24.had to have at least 6 pints a night especially if I was playing darts. Didn't drink during the day except Saturday/Sunday then I got pancreatus and had to pack it up for a year and didn't go back on it.i did have a drink after 8 yrs but 2pts and I was pissed.cant remember the last time I had a drink and don't miss it.been over 20 yrs since I was in a pub except for a christening and a funeral.
Work,darts,Sunday league football and drinking was my life and of course horse racing.
No wonder I never had any money.
 
jinnyj said:
Or you can just stick that person on ignore and never have to read anything they post again? Works for me.
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Desert Orchid said:
I recall one one evening being 'four sheets to the wind' and trying to make my way home (two miles) on foot in the dark from the nearest hostelry.

Nature's call got the better of me and I somehow managed to negotiate a wire fence to find a bush behind which to relieve myself at some length.

(Please don't over-read that.)

I emerged to find myself the object of a herd of curious bovines. To be totally frank, I admit it did frighten the bejaysus out of me as I'd never previously found myself in such a predicament.

Drawing myself up to my full 5' 6.5", I said firmly to what I'd assumed was the 'madame' of said cows and firmly asserted, "Just youz sti therr!" and furtively manoeuvred towards the fence.

Typically of the female species, they paid no attention to my exhortation and proceeded to follow me all the way back to the fence and succeeded in making me feel that I had somehow abandoned them.

Wimmin...
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Lucky that they weren't sucklers.
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Ian_Davies said:
No, it's taken me a lifetime to work out what I like and don't like and drinking, along with things like holidays, partying and socialising generally, are things that I grew up feeling everyone, me included, was supposed to enjoy, initially felt a bit empty and lost when I didn't, but then realised I don't have to conform, I'd given these things a go and it was ok to just be me being me.

I haven't been on what could be called a "holiday" in years, I last went abroad in 1994 and I can't remember the last time I had an alcoholic drink.

I had the rites of passage of most young adults, doing down the pub (never much liked it and wouldn't be seen dead in one now) etc, but I never enjoyed the lifestyle, always been a loner, wasn't ever interested in being "one of the lads" and I can count my close family and friends nowadays on the fingers of one hand and it suits me well.

I never drink, but I still sometimes enjoy food with a tiny alcoholic content - maybe a steak with a red or white wine sauce, a Tiramisu and I'm partial to cherry liquor chocolates occasionally.

I'm also a bit of a Peter Pan - I never grew out of liking sweets, chocolate, crisps and "pop," (coca-cola, dandelion & burdock, cherryade etc) - though I'm very careful to limit my intake of those things.

I live the simple life and it suits me well.
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Self-actualized, to the level(s) that the self-actualizer is deeply comfortable with.

There's an argument that you (ie anyone looking for a state of self-actualization) can't hope for much more self-actualization than that.
 
He tenderised it nicely.

Joking aside. I think the driver should be booted out of the force. Never have I seen almost the entire twitterati be so enraged
 
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