Post by jamshundred on Feb 25, 2015 20:28:37 GMT
I have a small refrigerator in my office that sits beside the window which looks down on the "barnyard" where I put bales in a feeder for some of the herd and where I can get everyone to water if I need to.
The other day I took a break from the desk job and went to the fridge for a soda, opened the bottle and stood looking out the window at the cattle. Just at that very moment in time one of the cows shoved a young bull away from the round bale feeder and I assume he tripped over the frozen tractor tire rut and I saw him drop. Dropped and hit the ground. Just dropped as if by by a gunshot. I watched the cow turn to him and start pushing at him on the hip area. He didn't move. Never flinched, didn't move a muscle or twitched a leg. Just laid there on his side, legs stretched out straight in front of him. Dead still. Bully cow shoved on him a few more times with no effect and went back to the hay bale. He just laid there and I thought, " Oh my goodness she has killed him. He's broken his neck for sure". I ran downstairs to get my coat and boats, pulled them on as fast as I could, ran around the house and into the paddock in a panic. The walk-through gate is on the house side of the bale, and there before me stood the bull munching on hay!
Honest. . . I was down those stairs, into the outer gear and out of the house in record time!
He played dead! That is the best description of what I saw happen. He simply had to have played dead until the cow's attention was no longer on him. The darnest thing I have ever seen.
Played dead. A skillful acting job. Scared the dickens out of me!
Judy
The other day I took a break from the desk job and went to the fridge for a soda, opened the bottle and stood looking out the window at the cattle. Just at that very moment in time one of the cows shoved a young bull away from the round bale feeder and I assume he tripped over the frozen tractor tire rut and I saw him drop. Dropped and hit the ground. Just dropped as if by by a gunshot. I watched the cow turn to him and start pushing at him on the hip area. He didn't move. Never flinched, didn't move a muscle or twitched a leg. Just laid there on his side, legs stretched out straight in front of him. Dead still. Bully cow shoved on him a few more times with no effect and went back to the hay bale. He just laid there and I thought, " Oh my goodness she has killed him. He's broken his neck for sure". I ran downstairs to get my coat and boats, pulled them on as fast as I could, ran around the house and into the paddock in a panic. The walk-through gate is on the house side of the bale, and there before me stood the bull munching on hay!
Honest. . . I was down those stairs, into the outer gear and out of the house in record time!
He played dead! That is the best description of what I saw happen. He simply had to have played dead until the cow's attention was no longer on him. The darnest thing I have ever seen.
Played dead. A skillful acting job. Scared the dickens out of me!
Judy
