CURIOSITY KILLS…

Our bushwalk included some city-slicker newchums.  Crossing a wide plain between mountains, we noticed cows in the distance.  They began wandering across to check us out.  Newchums, trailing behind with heads down, slogging it out, were only half way across when we reached the fence. 

Suddenly the newchums became aware of large creatures approaching.  They walked faster; the cows came closer.  Newchums trotted.  So did the cows.  Newchums ran.  The cows, udders swinging, galloped alongside.  We doubled up laughing.

Newchums, white faced and panicked, arrived safely, totally oblivious that your average dairy cows are peaceable animals.  But curious as cats.

© Mary McDee 2025

Feature Photo: Cattle Yard © C.D. Trudinger circa 1955

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