#Cows Talk

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The Resonant Moo: Unveiling Cows' Emotional Communication

In the heart of nature’s grand orchestra, animals orchestrate a breathtaking symphony of sounds that unveil the depths of their emotional lives and social interactions. Recent groundbreaking research from the University of Sydney has illuminated a captivating aspect of animal behavior: cows, traditionally seen as quiet and passive creatures, possess individual vocal signatures that they use to…

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Cows talk

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[barghest-land]

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

[housecow]

Do you have any topless photos/videos from when you were... Less heavy(?) because it'd be really hot to see how the hang has changed as you've expanded

looking back i really don’t have many pics braless/topless omg… when i was smaller, i much preferred wearing bras when i could (even while sleeping) but. now that im huge it’s impossible to find comfy bras so… i let them hang out n do their thing 🫣

but here are the pics i do have!! i forgot they sat so pretty without a bra omg

[girlboyburger]

[mayasaura]

Guys. The cows were about how if people don't like you or don't want to listen to you, they'll decontextualise your actions and use them to discredit you in any situation. How doing one (1) memorable bad thing can be held against you forever. The cows are about looking a council of world leaders in the eyes, telling them we're all being robbed of our futures by megacorporations, showing them the receipts and numbers and photographic evidence, and being told none of your arguments matter actually because you're The Cow Guy.

The cows are about how people don't forgive, not really.

[hoshikostar]

@bovineblogger I saw this an automatically thought of your blog <3

[canisalbus]

ok I know the debate is sheep vs goat but may I ask has anyone considered cattle

Here’s just some that reminded me of Vasco and Machete

I adore Highland cattle, but I think Vasco would have to be a floppy zebu of some kind. A Brahman or an Indu-Brasil.

This one here is just an off-model bloodhound.

[crimezi]

iskall ‘chaos to not burn out’ 🤝 mumbo ‘killer’ jumbo: making s10 the most violent and mean girly experience for their neighbors, rendog, the wildlife and anyone in between

[chubunited]

sorry if im too late for prompts but can you draw like the biggest wobbliest shiver you can muster... im a really big fan of slugcat blobs

A tail doesn't do much good as a counterbalance when your belly And butt are bigger than it...

[cowboymeemaw]

Please tell the story of the calf scramble 👀👀 (and may you have a lovely day!)

Of course, and you too! (Apologies for the late answer I was working)

So this is Rugz! He was my calf scramble steer!

But that's the end- to start I'll explain loosely what a calf scramble is (loosely as some rules and prizes change per rodeo/fair)

A calf scramble is an event where those who are of age and showmen can compete. As example from my own there are six competitors (numbers can and will change depending on the year, and they are allowed to compete year after year until they win). Each competitor is equipped with a helmet & halter.

As with the competitors, the amount of calves different ever year. It's dependent on the amount of people, for me it was Three calves. Each calf was born January of the same year and this even takes place in early august, which places them in a weight range of 400-500lbs (so not tiny guys).

So what do you do? Well, you're placed in an arena (mine roughly the 3/4ths the size of an American football field). You and the other participants are lined up at one end and there is a small circle in the middle. When the even starts the calves are released at the other side of the area.

When a bell is rang, all participants run at the calves. The goal of this event is to catch one of these calves, get your halter on it, and then get all four of their feet in the middle circle.

As an explanation this sounds easy, but in reality it's not. The arena floor is wetted down to mud, and all the calves released are untouched by humans, large, and dangerous. You must grab them by the neck, as you and the calf are running through mud, then halter it, then get it in the circle.

And finally, if you do successfully do all of that. You win! Now unlike most places, at my rodeo, when you win you actually win the steer itself! The calf is given to you a week after the event, and you are required to raise it for a year then bring it to show at the same place you won it from!

In 2022 I ended up winning the Calf scramble during my first attempt at it. As pictured above I won a beautiful Charolais cross steer (who actually was quoted to be worth 5k)

I had fought tooth and nail to win. Every year from child to then I had watched the event, year after year waiting to compete. My sister competed and unfortunately lost. But my mother, my grandfather, and his father are all deeply rooted in this fair and rodeo, and I knew I had to win for them, and for myself.

I was the first one to get my hands on a calf, and It was nothing like I could have expected. It was harsh and difficult but I held on, but that beautiful shit head of a Charolais had other plans. As I attempted to get my halter on, he bolted. Running me into another competitor and flinging me off of him. I was exhausted, ready to give up, I told myself there was always next year. But I was angry, angry at myself and embarrassed for being knocked off. So I got up and ran, I chased that calf with my entire being. And in one final attempt, I dove at him.

And that's how I got this photo.

I had caught him, again. I wasn't going to wait, and as soon as I was on my feet again I put the halter on him. Then I was knocked down again, someone else who caught one ran into me. I refused to let go, I laid there, head one inch away from being kicked by a feral calf. But I clung on until I could stand.

I stood up, exhausted and I pulled that halter. Painstakingly slowly me and this calf moved, inches closer to the circle. When I got about three feet away he put his breaks on, nothing I did worked. He wouldn't move, and I was tired. So tired and worn out, the adrenaline wearing off and the pain in my body finally striking through. I almost gave up.

I remember thinking, "would they be mad at me if I gave up now?". And then he took a step back, and the my brain finally slowed down to remember one important thing my step-dad told me. My step-dad who never touched a cow in his life before meeting me.

"if you catch one, go where it goes, you can't put strength a cow."

So I did. I walked back with him, and then turned him around and he stook all four steps into that circle.

I had won.

[haze-of-hyperfixations]

Eurylochus during Thunder Bringer:

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I like about Leo is that he’s honestly really chill? It’s easy to remember the moments where he’s being obnoxious or excitable but I feel like most of the time he’s incredibly “go with the flow” and has an overall affable demeanor.

[housecow]

how should i dress up for a renaissance festival….

[katakaluptastrophy]

You know how you meet someone at a party or a work thing, end up following them on social media, and even though you never see them again you get many years of bemusement/schadenfreude/horror at watching their life unfold?

Now imagine you've been watching the guy you met once at a grad school thing move from posting pictures of cappuccinos and the cows near his lab to having what seems to be a rather dramatic nervous breakdown, only for him to end up on the news.

[victoryrifle]

me: goes out in the backyard

the cows: 👁️👄👁️