A bovine gentleman. See, this is why I love words. There is no way I can look at a cow (ok David, bull) from now on and not think of it being referred to as a bovine gentleman.

Singleton Argus 27 May 1916 http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article80444069
I wonder what enticed a large bullock into a small space like the old powder magazine this bullock was found trapped in?
Perhaps something stored in there in the past had left a delicious smell. I am not sure how good old explosives smell though…
Either way, he wasn’t doing anything to make us look favourably on the intelligence of cows, was he?
The poor thing ended up trapped in the powder magazine for what was estimated to be two weeks without food and water, and was only discovered thanks to a passing riders curiosity. The magazine had to be partially demolished before he could be freed.
I can imagine a prime bullock surviving that long without food, and he was described as a skeleton when found, but we all know that nothing can survive that long without water. Clearly he was thirsty though, as the first thing he did when he got out was to make his way over to a waterhole and then have a good munch on the grass.
I am surprised that the poor thing didn’t die of boredom before he was rescued though, and imagine the smell… peeeeeyou!
I hesitate to point out that you can look at as many cows as you like without thinking of them as Bovine Gentlemen. I can’t say the same for bulls however. In this story I sort of wish it had been a cow which had got itself stuck since the bull is not doing the idea of the male brain function any favours.x Hugs
Sorry, maybe I should have said steers instead, although they are also minus the thing that qualifies you as a gentleman…. Hmmmmm… you know what I mean anyway! 😀
The only saving grace for this bovine gentleman is that they had to demolish the magazine to get him out. If they had just walked in and led him out because he didn’t think to turn around, well, that would make him look even sillier.
And a fortunate bovine gentlemen he was. The fates were kind that day, at least. I don’t supposed it occurred to the owner that the the old powder magazine was an obvious hidey hole for his missing bull. Who knows what they think?
I thought the same thing, when you are looking for a lost thing, especially a valuable thing like him, surely you look inside every space big enough to fit him. Maybe the owner rode past and just thought there was no way the creature would be silly enough to go in there. 🙂
lol – after surviving such a near death experience I hope the Bovine Gentleman did not become hamburger!
Sounds like it would have take some work to get him back up to hamburger worthy condition! 🙂
lmao – Wasn’t there some research that said skinny people live longer?
Yeah, but they live more miserably. 😀
lol – it’s not a trade-off I’d want to make, that’s for sure. 😉
A bovine gentleman… I think I had a date with one a few years ago. LOL
As they say in the states… “he was full of it.”
But well dressed, that was the only gentlemanly bit, right? 😉
Yup!