Actually, all animals, regardless of species or genus, come in a "bunch." This is best demonstrated by the following, true-life, statements:

"Holy shit, Joe, there's a whole big bunch of buffalo comin' this way!"

"Look at that bunch of whales over there!"

"Colonel Custer, there's a bunch of Indians down in that valley."

"There'a a bunch of cattle down in the draw fer ya, Smokey."

"Gee, Dr. Fleming, that mold sure killed a bunch of bacteria, didn't it?"

"Saw a bunch of elk jist over the rise this mornin'."

"Be careful -- they've got a bunch of nasty dobermans."

"Wow, a whole bunch of leperchauns right in my own back yard!"

Inanimate things come in "crocks" or "buckets" and even sometimes in "bunches":

"They've had a bunch of bad luck lately."

"That's a crock of manure!"

"Buddy, you've just got yourself a whole bucket of trouble!"

"Henry, you're a crock, you know that?"

"That damn bunch of leperchauns left a a crock of...stuff...in my backyard, the dirty spalpeens!"



Well, that's settled once and for all.