We had a lovely walk out to the Bronte waterfall yesterday. What was it called before the Brontes were heard off you ask. Well, I don't know! Anyway, on the way back GnomeDotter #1 became enamoured of a very pretty young bullock in a field of about half a dozen others and managed to entice him over to have his snout rubbed. In the meanwhile 2 of the others decided to investigate this either out of interest or because of perceived threat. Gnomedotter #2 calls over that they were on their rapid way to us. Luckily, I knew from experience that becoming very large and moving quickly puts cattle off so I waved both arms in the air and made a noise which seemed to avert them from their intention. Whatever that was!

Now, it doesn't matter what the bullocks intentions were but as they weigh a lot more than even me it could have been quite a catastrophic encounter had one of them collided with a slightly built human! Moral of the story? Well, just be careful out there I suppose.

DtG