The Largeness of Farm Animals


The sheep post yesterday has put me in a mind to discuss a further aspect of farm animals, purely from a non-farm girl perspective.  Cows are big.  And you don’t really realize that until you are face to face with one, or surrounded by a traveling pack of them in your subcompact car on an astonishingly narrow Irish road.  If one of these bovines had decided to take a sit down on our hood, it would have been all over for the poor little car.  😉  Luckily, greener pastures were calling, and their hooves kept on moving.

Moral of the story?  If you run into a farm animal today, take a picture.  Start a blog.  You never know.  haha  Slainte, Lisa

P.S.  For those of you on the edge of their seats to hear how the sheep contest turned out, the climbing sheep of Carrantuohill and the grazing sheep of Dingle are in a dead heat tie.  Please vote to put an end to this madness once and for all!


10 thoughts on “The Largeness of Farm Animals

  1. I was in Texas once, had to open and shut the fences as you come and go in your car. I got out to open a fence, and as I looked up, there was Mr. Bull looking at me. Yep, you guessed it. I got back in my car and hit the horn till someone came to help me. God Bless His animals, Big and small. May you all have a Blessed day today.

    • I totally would have done the same thing. But probably been scared that the bull would start charging my car. 😉 Bless your day too! 🙂 Lisa

  2. It’s about time those cows showed up! I was beginning to think that all the Irish drank was a “pint. ” Let’s hear it for the cows! YEA! (You can tell I’m SWED.)

    • Yes, and they seem to know when you’re in a hurry and seem to go s-l-o-w-e-r. 😉
      Have a great day in beautiful Spain!

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