Monday, September 15, 2008

‘til the cow comes home

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Those of you who have been reading my blog for awhile might remember the story in our local newspaper about the cow who escaped and was running loose in the woods surrounding West Milford. I kept looking for more updates in the paper but never saw anything.

That is until Rick was reading an article in the paper a few weeks back about some things in the old town records of 1834. Buried in this article after references to entries in the ledgers of cows going astray, was news about our runaway cow. Here is what it said:

“Calling to mind that everything old is new again, a 400-pound cow went AWOL after a western event at the west Milford Equestrian Center in May of 2007. Mounted volunteers combed the woods of the township in search of the missing cow and the saga was duly noted in the local press.

According to the Equestrian Center’s owner, Ella Mae Battipaglia, the bovine actually wandered back on it its own in August. Once trapped in a pen, and with some coaxing , the cow was eventually backed into a trailer and taken away.

It is believed that the heifer spent its time in the woods between Gould and Van Orden roads for those three months. It gained about 300 pounds on its freedom walk, however, which then begs the question: Do greens really belong on a diet plate?”

So, a happy ending for our runaway cow.

Salad anyone??

Comments:

An excellent end to the story. The cow had a nature retreat, didn’t it? It came back fatter, yes, but wiser, too.

I have friends who live in central Virginia on a farm. They keep peacocks because peacocks devour ticks like crazy, serving an excellent purpose and they’re beautiful, too.

After the female of the pair died a few years ago, the male ran away. My friend never saw the bird again, but read a report in a local newspaper about an iridescent turkey that was born on a free-range farm close to her house.

She’s sure that her peacock is the father. Apparently he’s doing well, dating the local poultry and begetting sons and daughters, even.

Wow.

Oh Reya! What a story! Thank you for sharing that. Wow is right!

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