Why I’m afraid of cows…

Cows mooed! Bulls charged! I cried! True! I explore a child-hood fear in my mini ‘moo-moir’. I was taking lunch to my Dad who was shearing sheep in the shed. That meant I had to walk between two large yards – one that held the bull and one that held the cows. When the bull snorted and charged the fence, stomping its hooves I walked closer to the cow yard. The track I was on was wide enough for farm

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