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I AM POWERLESS OVER COWS

Posted on May 8, 2012 by
Tommie
on the road at
Mt Wilson
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WOOF

Dad and I went to Mt Wilson the other day. It was great and I met some nice dogs. But then, on the walk back to the car, there they were. About ten of them. COWS! All content and grazing on grass without a care in the world. Or so they thought.

When I see a cow every inch of my body strains for release. I seek only to control the enormous animal. I don't have much of a say in what happens in my daily life but I can herd a 3 ton beast. I love it. No.

I NEED IT!

The dingo part of me might have a chance of resisting but the cattle dog in me is powerless. I know I am not supposed to chase them. I know it's dangerous but I can't help it. Something takes hold and it grabs me at the very core of my soul. I have got to hassle them. Same with horses. It's cats that scare me.

Part of Dad doesn't mind me chasing them and that's the part I always think of when I about to race off. Actually I don't think of anything. This is bigger than me and Dad. This is pure instinct.

THIS is what I was born to do.

It was such fun. Dad took some photos for you and I'll talk you through the emotions.

 

I see them. All happy and contented. For now anyway.

The mental tussle begins

and deepens

Oh oh! Reinforcements.

more reinforcements. I've won.

What a great day. It doesn't get any better than this.

woof woof Tommie xx PS. Read Dad's take on Mt Wilson. It is quite good. eSWAG-13.

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barbara
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Tommie, that was fantastic. I know what you are talking about - the thrill of the hunt. Like a sale, your mind takes over and you can't resist. It is in our genes.
Tommie
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woof .. EXACTLY BARB ... the thrill of the chase .. the rush ... then the victorious trip home. Tommie
Sinbad
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Cows? What are cows?
Tommie
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Woof Sinbad. They are like really fat labradoors but huge and with longer legs. They go 'moo' and make milk as well. They are our natural enemies for reasons no one knows or cares about. They just are. Woof
Sinbad
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Ooooooooh!
tania Wilson
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Disappointed in you Tommie, I was looking forward to a nice scotch fillet. You look like you are sporting a few good cuts yourself I might say
Tommie
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Hi Tania. I just like barking at them. I will have you know that I am down to 23.9 kilos from 30.9. Thats lots for a dog. Dad is starting to think I might need to put a bit back on.
Julia
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Hi Tommie, “How Now Brown Cow”! (That’s a joke because my brother, sister and I always used to say it whenever we came across a brown cow in the country). It used to be used in elocution lessons as long ago as 1926, to demonstrate rounded vowel sounds - it doesn’t have an explicit meaning, it’s just a light-hearted greeting. You could try it on your brown cows, next time you round them up, see how they react. Would be quite funny, don’t you think? When I was very young (even younger than I am now) my little sister once asked me where milk came from. I told her that “cows drop it on the fields and the milkman comes along and picks it up and puts it into bottles…” (my mother wrote it down in a little book, so that’s how I remember). Nowadays, I understand it’s a bit more complicated than that, especially as hardly anyone uses bottles these days, but I like the look of your cows, Tommie. They are like the Devon Reds that are one of the traditional breeds around where I live. Although they are mostly reared for meat these days, they used to milk them, too, and then make clotted cream, which is what traditional Devon Cream Teas are made with (none of the whipped cream stuff). In fact it is very much the opposite, ‘cause you have to let it be very still. You could meditate on it… for days… With warm days and cold nights, you might even be able to make it, Swagman-style, in the desert. (It could be fun to try, don’t you think: that’s if you can find a cow out there…) Anyway, when you’ve made the clotted cream (I’m just doing the doggy bits here), and you’ve let it sit for at least three meals (well it depends how frequent your meals are, I suppose), you skim it off. The remaining watery liquid used either to be used in cooking, or fed to the pig. If you feed it to the pig, I have heard, the pig gets really smooth, clear skin… “and bacon comes from a pi-ig”... did you like that line? (I like the way things come round in circles like that. They call it re-cycling here). I wonder if it works for dogs and humans too? The clear skin thing, I mean… you could check if your dad’s got it as part of one of his NOSKOPAR skin care treatments… it could even be a best seller (for dogs, I mean)! Love and Cuddles, Julia
Tommie
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Woof Julia. Maybe I shouldnt bark at them so much. I am almost guilty. Almost. woof woof xx
Kit and Pixel
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Tommie, what a wonderful encounter with those broody bovine babes! Must've given those big girls a huge thrill! I bet they're still gossiping about you and your courageous confrontation with them, tho' of course they cannot begin to grasp why it is you have to get so very, very close. Thanks to Dad for the excellent photo-journalism account of this adventure ... really takes us there! Pixel claims she has never seen a cow, and I do believe she is correct about that -- deer, yes, maybe a moose (VERY BIG), raccoons, squirrels, rabbits, possum, skunks, chipmunks, etc, even horses -- but no cows. Poor little poppet -- she has yet to experience the excitement you so love!
Tommie
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"Woof to Kit & Pixel ..WOW ... I don't even know what most of those animals - Never seen a moose or a deer ... never even heard of a raccoons or a squirrel. I've chased a rabbits and a possum but never a skunk or a chipmunks. Must be lots of great smells where you guys are. woof Tommie."
Anne Looby
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yeah whatever Tommie - now tell the good readers what you did in my hall today??? From Mischa (it wasn't bloody pretty)
Tommie
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I didn't do the big poo even though I got blamed for it. I felt really embarrassed. It was either you when I went out for a drink of water or one of the humans. Woof woof Tommie.
Sue Desbois
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Every creature has a purpose - theirs is to be chased by you haha
Tommie
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Woof Sue ... you are right I guess - and I love chasing them - but whats the purpose of dog fleas. That's what I want to know.. woof woof Tommie