Comments on: Herd Instinct

By: welshcyclist

welshcyclist — Sun, 15 Apr 2012 17:35:15 +0000

Simple creatures, just like us cyclists!

By: disgruntled

disgruntled — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 21:06:27 +0000

Looks like I shall have to persevere with my grass…

By: Andy in Germany

Andy in Germany — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 07:37:55 +0000

sorry, “buls” should be “Bulls”, my mistake.

By: Andy in Germany

Andy in Germany — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 07:36:53 +0000

What’s wrong with making friends with cows? they make nice neighbours and they’re, friendlier than some humans. They may not like it if you have a barbecue, but I doubt you’ll do that often with the local climate anyway.

Oh, and a friend who grew up on a dairy farm tells me cows will stay about a yard away from humans unless they know them. (she didn’t mention buls though)

By: uphilldowndale

uphilldowndale — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 06:54:59 +0000

Humph, I missed this bit… A poem from my childhood, by
Stevenson, Robert Louis (1850–1894). A Child’s Garden of Verses and Underwoods. 1913.
http://www.bartleby.com/188/124.html

By: uphilldowndale

uphilldowndale — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 06:51:45 +0000

The Cow

THE FRIENDLY cow all red and white
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.

She wanders lowing here and there, 5
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers, 10
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.

By: zungg

zungg — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 05:56:49 +0000

Apologies for the error which is purely due to machinery.

By: zungg

zungg — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 05:56:03 +0000

Lovely post, and I agree with you (and RTC) about cows… but I still fear and loathe them, despite, or because of, having grown had to pass through them, or go a long way round, each day on the way to school.

By: Ragged Thread Cartographer

Ragged Thread Cartographer — Fri, 13 Apr 2012 22:30:31 +0000

‘And after a few minutes and much nudging of each other to make someone else go first…’
That’s cows, exactly! A delightful mix of timid and curious. Especially the calves. They’d rush to my wall if they saw me in the garden, especially if I was mowing the lawn – the smell of grass – and promptly back off if I went to say hello. They did take the grass (long grass only, like yours in the photo) eventually, after some daily perseverance on my part. They do get to know individual people. But those melting eyes… I adore cows, gentle creatures.
So yes, persevere! You’ll have a new herd of friends!