Post by Jaga on Feb 25, 2018 23:54:05 GMT -7
the hero cow died, the bizon cow is still alive and well
www.washingtonpost.com/news/animalia/wp/2018/02/25/the-briefly-inspirational-and-ultimately-depressing-story-of-the-most-heroic-cow-in-poland/?hpid=hp_no-name_hp-in-the-news%3Apage%2Fin-the-news&utm_term=.67b12033dba1
The briefly inspirational and ultimately depressing story of the most heroic cow in Poland
By winter, reports had spread through Poland that an escaped farm cow was living free in the woods along the eastern border. It was spotted in January, foraging with a herd of bison. It looked healthy, maybe even happy.
This is not the story of that cow.
Nor do we suggest that our protagonist cow — Hero Cow, some call her — knew anything of her liberated cousin on the fateful date of Jan. 23, when she was taken from her pen near south Poland, far from the eastern woods, to be sent to the slaughterhouse.
But just maybe, Hero Cow shared a yearning with her cousin in the east — some notion that her life and death should be hers to control, some ancestral memory of wild bison and deep woods.
Maybe that’s why she did what she did.
The farmer — identified only as “Mr. Lukasz,” according to the BBC — told his workers to tranquilize Hero Cow before they loaded her into the truck. But the workers didn’t listen; they assumed Hero Cow would comply.
She did not comply. She ran.
Hero Cow smashed straight through a metal fence, the BBC wrote, broke a worker’s arm and bounded across the farm to the tree line.
But unlike the cow in the east, she found no deep woods or friendly herds. Rather, she emerged from the trees at the shore of a lake, with the workers close behind her and nowhere to run.
So Hero Cow swam, straight into the lake, toward a cluster of islands.
Before Lukasz lost sight of her, he told the TV news program Wiadomosci, he saw that cow dive underwater.
The lake’s islands are tiny. There were no corn cobs for Hero Cow to graze on there, and apparently not much to eat at all. But there was freedom, so when farmworkers made their way to one of those islands, they found the cow at home among thin trees, with no intention of returning.
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www.washingtonpost.com/news/animalia/wp/2018/02/25/the-briefly-inspirational-and-ultimately-depressing-story-of-the-most-heroic-cow-in-poland/?hpid=hp_no-name_hp-in-the-news%3Apage%2Fin-the-news&utm_term=.67b12033dba1
The briefly inspirational and ultimately depressing story of the most heroic cow in Poland
By winter, reports had spread through Poland that an escaped farm cow was living free in the woods along the eastern border. It was spotted in January, foraging with a herd of bison. It looked healthy, maybe even happy.
This is not the story of that cow.
Nor do we suggest that our protagonist cow — Hero Cow, some call her — knew anything of her liberated cousin on the fateful date of Jan. 23, when she was taken from her pen near south Poland, far from the eastern woods, to be sent to the slaughterhouse.
But just maybe, Hero Cow shared a yearning with her cousin in the east — some notion that her life and death should be hers to control, some ancestral memory of wild bison and deep woods.
Maybe that’s why she did what she did.
The farmer — identified only as “Mr. Lukasz,” according to the BBC — told his workers to tranquilize Hero Cow before they loaded her into the truck. But the workers didn’t listen; they assumed Hero Cow would comply.
She did not comply. She ran.
Hero Cow smashed straight through a metal fence, the BBC wrote, broke a worker’s arm and bounded across the farm to the tree line.
But unlike the cow in the east, she found no deep woods or friendly herds. Rather, she emerged from the trees at the shore of a lake, with the workers close behind her and nowhere to run.
So Hero Cow swam, straight into the lake, toward a cluster of islands.
Before Lukasz lost sight of her, he told the TV news program Wiadomosci, he saw that cow dive underwater.
The lake’s islands are tiny. There were no corn cobs for Hero Cow to graze on there, and apparently not much to eat at all. But there was freedom, so when farmworkers made their way to one of those islands, they found the cow at home among thin trees, with no intention of returning.
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