Jogeephus
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Got a call last night from 911 around 10:00 pm asking if my cows were out. The location they gave put the cows about 5 miles from me so I was pretty sure they weren't mine but you never know. Dispatcher told me there was a deputy on scene so I told her I'd head that way even though I was pretty sure they weren't mine but I'd gladly lend the deputy a hand. I pull up and there are two deputies on scene but no cattle to be seen. We walk and find some tracks leading into a large field and we shine the field and see eyes but I can't make out what the cattle look like. I go back and get my truck and drive into the field and hit them with my brights. Like gazelles they take off and due to the distance I can't be certain if these things are cattle or wild hogs so I floor it to close the distance. Thank God there had been peanuts in the field because the field was smooth so I'm cutting across the field around 40 mph and close the gap and see they are cows. Not my cows to be sure because I don't think mine can run that fast. I punched the gas and tried to close the gap but they picked up the pace and I lost them in some brush. Driving out I saw tracks all over the field where someone else had run them with a truck. These things are skiddish as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I told the deputy they were surely not mine but if they were mine we'd just shoot them and be done with it. These creatures were bat shyt crazy.