We stayed at a holiday let where this sort of thing used to happen. Don't know that I'd like to find that big fella in my garden though
Announcement
Collapse
No announcement yet.
The grass is always greener on the other side.....
Collapse
X
-
You've reminded me about an old farm house we rented on the edge of Dartmoor - it was overrun by animals. The instructions were, don't leave the front door open or the cats/ducks/hens will be in (and they did) and, when you see the pig (name forgotten) outside the kitchen window - she's looking for food. So we'd open the window and give the pig some breakfast every morning.
Now the pig had a litter of piglets who also roamed around and one day they did a runner. The owner and his wife were frantically searching the fields and outbuildings but there was no sign of Mrs Pig and her children. Next day, a neighbour spotted them asleep under a hedge so our farmer went off to collect - in his car!! Mrs Pig had the back seat and all the little piglets were scampering around inside as this beat-up old car made its way back up the farm track. Seeing them all piling out was one of the funniest things I've ever seen
Comment
-
Once had a phone call from #2Son. He was in the middle of a field surrounded by an entire dairy herd, completely terrified. He was whispering down the phone in case he frightened them and got caught in the stampede
'Mum, what do I do?'
'Try shouting 'Shoo''
'WHAT?'
'Shoo. And wave your arms.'
Took a few minutes to convince him, but he finally did it and was a bit gobsmacked to discover that they were more frightened of him than he of them. It was an Uncle's dairy herd and he used to give his 'girls' mints. As soon as #2 wandered through the field they converged on him looking for mints......
And I'm sure I've mentioned Rodney before? Rodney was the farm cat. Built like a tank, thick as moopoo. We saw him in the front paddock, where the bull was. Sat right behind the bull, just about to take a swipe - claws out - at something else that was swinging.........Jules
Coffee. Garden. Coffee. Does a good morning need anything else?
♥ Nutter in a Million & Royal Nutter by Appointment to HRH VC ♥
Althoughts - The New Blog (updated with bridges)
Comment
-
We had the same thing several times way back in the 80s when we moved to a new estate just outside Glasgow. The cows trampled gardens several times and the farmer just laughed - there was no law (at that time, might've changed) in Scotland that said a farmer had to contain his beasts. The Housing Estate Committee was up in arms because newly laid out gardens were being ruined. I think it may have stopped when said farmer was presented with a big bill - can't really remember now.Jules
Coffee. Garden. Coffee. Does a good morning need anything else?
♥ Nutter in a Million & Royal Nutter by Appointment to HRH VC ♥
Althoughts - The New Blog (updated with bridges)
Comment
-
The people I used to work for told tales of the local travellers letting their horses out one night, all over the newly turfed communal area of a new housing estate. The reason was, that it had been built on land that the travellers had used to graze their livestock on for years.All the best - Glutton 4 Punishment
Freelance shrub butcher and weed removal operative.
Comment
-
Originally posted by bikergirl View PostNo wonder you've taken the pics from inside! I've been chased by cows once and don't ever want to repeat it, they worry me now
I like cows, welsh blacks are my favourite, I have several pictures of them on my lounge walls.I'm only here cos I got on the wrong bus.
Comment
-
Originally posted by veggiechicken View PostAs long as they weren't "patting" it!
There's a herd of Welsh Blacks here that graze the salt marsh. When the tide is out they wander along the beach and into the sand dunes. Makes me jump when they emerge - although you hear their heavy breathing firstI'm only here cos I got on the wrong bus.
Comment
Latest Topics
Collapse
Recent Blog Posts
Collapse
Comment