Originally posted by PHPaul:
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Originally posted by parabellum:
At first glance, I though the subject line was "I have a cow friend" and I was intrigued, though wary.
You can't trust them bovines worth a damn.
You got THAT right, Bubba!
My Dad raised beef critters when I was a kid. Part of my morning routine for several years was feeding and watering them, which required getting right in amongst them.
In all that time I only ran into one that was intentionally aggressive, but something that big and that stupid can hurt you without meaning to. I've been stepped on, head-butted, smacked with crap-encrusted tails, shit on and squeezed until I swore my ribs were gonna let go.
Then there's the endless fun of cleaning up after them in a "loafing shed" that was too small to get a tractor and loader into. That meant pitching it into a spreader one fork-full at at time.
I effin' HATE cowz...