Cows Eating Stuff You Don't Want To Smell
On Twitter last night, I read this: "@chilternrailway Due to cows on the line, we currently have ticket acceptance with Virgin WC, LU, FGW and LU on any reasonable route."
Cows on the line? I wondered why I haven't seen my cows lately. They must have been out playing on the tracks.
Actually, it's been a relief that the cows haven't spent much time in the back pasture. Sparky isn't yet sure if they're friend or foe. The bull especially freaks him out. He runs to me, makes a u-turn, and runs to the door, as if to say "Come see what I saw outside! You'll NEVER believe it!" Sometimes it's a squirrel, occasionally a fox, and other times, the cows have over-excited him.
On our walks, we're careful to not go to places where livestock graze, since Sparky can't be trusted off lead near them, and too often footpaths come out in pastures where he could easily slip under a fence.
All this is to say, Friday Cow Blogging has suffered since Sparky arrived. So when I realized today was Friday I decided to look through my photos and see if there were any interesting cow images. I had to go back a ways. These were spotted near Coleshill in the Chilterns, sometime last winter. I can't describe the smell. Rotting hay in the winter is a scent unique to the countryside. Think formaldehyde. Or is that "farm-aldehyde"? I've discovered what goes in the front end of a cow isn't much more pleasant than what comes out the back end.
But I hear @chilternrailway has ticket acceptance on any reasonable route with Virgin. Brighton sounds very reasonable to me.
What were those cows doing on the train tracks?