tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post2380442779777981889..comments2023-11-10T04:17:00.492-05:00Comments on View From The Porch: Homo sedentarius.Tamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07285540310465422476noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-28583788859902072372012-02-22T16:59:01.533-05:002012-02-22T16:59:01.533-05:00Where's a cow whisperer when you need one?
Da...Where's a cow whisperer when you need one?<br /><br />Dann in OhooGod, Gals, Guns, Grubhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18289354729286002247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-20161815506264353142012-02-22T09:33:52.818-05:002012-02-22T09:33:52.818-05:00TimP,
Yup. While I understand why they did what t...TimP,<br /><br />Yup. While I understand why they did what they did, the execution left quite a bit to be desired.<br /><br />I'm no cowgal myself, so I'm refraining from the whole "<i>Well, what</i> I <i>would have done...</i>" thing. What I likely would have done is try to shoo the cow like some city slicker, and if it didn't shoo, I'd've probably shot it myself. I just hope I would have looked cooler doing it. ;)Tamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07285540310465422476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-80185954675115444802012-02-21T01:36:33.935-05:002012-02-21T01:36:33.935-05:00And WTF with the sirens? Like that will calm thing...And WTF with the sirens? Like that will calm things down. You're not pulling someone over after a chase.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00874783176045785943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-14459252426413456872012-02-21T00:33:07.027-05:002012-02-21T00:33:07.027-05:00Funny, when my landlord's cattle get out (regu...Funny, when my landlord's cattle get out (regularly; he ain't the greatest at fence repair) we just wave & clap at them & they go where we want 'em to. (I'd love to say, "I like smackin' em!" but that's usually not necessary). It ain't hard: I'm too crippled to run & I still do so.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-70365133150663269842012-02-19T20:19:32.935-05:002012-02-19T20:19:32.935-05:00My big problem with it isn't that they shot th...My big problem with it isn't that they shot the cow, or even that they shot it so poorly (if all you've got is a lightly trained cop with a Glock, that's just what's going to happen), but rather what they where using as a backstop. Starting from about 16s to about 20s one of the cops fires about half a dozen shots at the cow using the very road they are trying to make "safe" and what appears to be a suburban neighbourhood as a backstop.<br /><br />The cow running onto what appears to be a relatively minor road is a whole lot safer than some cop firing half a dozen rounds into suburbia.TimPhttp://blog.timp.com.aunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-35719803470904239552012-02-19T14:03:19.062-05:002012-02-19T14:03:19.062-05:00Every so often a cattle truck takes the I-27 and I...Every so often a cattle truck takes the I-27 and I-40 interchange in Amarillo a "wee bit" too fast and turns over. The local sheriff's posse and the guys from the stockyard promptly swarm the area, and I suspect there are impromptu tallies kept of who gets the most animals herded. My folks said that about 20 years ago one of the escaped cows made the news because she was recovered in - TINS - the drive-up line of a McDonalds near the interchange. <br /><br />LittleRed1Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-40757389969613192072012-02-18T23:30:06.905-05:002012-02-18T23:30:06.905-05:00"Kristopher said...
Hey! Free bull!"..."Kristopher said...<br /><br /> Hey! Free bull!"<br /><br />We get that everyday from most politicians. In mass quantities.Roberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02996122023499439670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-92146579667444313882012-02-18T18:01:34.044-05:002012-02-18T18:01:34.044-05:00A: No, most cops of all varieties come from cities...A: No, most cops of all varieties come from cities, and have- and get- no bloody idea how to put an animal down. And have no idea how to shoo cows off the road, either.<br />B: Once heard a dispatcher say "He gives me any more trouble, I'll have him chasing cows all over the county next shift!"<br />C: Montie, you just gave me a flashback:<br />"What's wrong with you, sir?"<br />"Not a DAMN thing, officer!"Firehandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04562365951182027709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-52109033877398089442012-02-18T17:20:17.757-05:002012-02-18T17:20:17.757-05:00Since I told my more humorous cow/cop story yester...Since I told my more humorous cow/cop story yesterday, I'll add another today. a couple of years after the "Longhorn Incident" My partner and I were dispatched to help the Highway Patrol out on the Interstate with a number of loose cattle because their nearest unit was "too far away". We knew this to be a common excuse for pawning off calls they didn't want to take, and were busy at the time with another situation, so we said it would be a few before we could respond.<br /><br />A few minutes later, we got another request for help, as a van had now struck one of the errant cattle. The Highway Patrol was now enroute but needed assistance, so we started to that location. On arrival we found one cow DRT in the median, the van a considerable distance off the roadway to the right, the driver was out on foot, shaken up but unhurt.<br /><br />There were a good dozen cattle milling about on and off the road, and we began trying to get them off the highway. A couple of citizen with experience in such matters stopped to help and we found an unlocked gate and put the cattle through it (Once again, who's land we didn't know but it was expedient at the time).<br /><br />One steer with an injured hind leg (likely from the crash), was having none of it though and attempts to herd him in the direction of the gate were met with head down charges (he ran well with three legs), one of which ran one of our erstwhile helpers onto the highway with an oncoming vehicle dangerously close.<br /><br />Following that, the steer turned to take some aggression out on me and I remember thinking while drawing my 4506 "Oh hell no, I don't HAVE to run" followed by "and I'm getting tired of this" Three quick shots and he was down and out in the bar ditch, end of problem.<br /><br />The only issue with that cattle shooting was that my partner thought the guy helping had jumped me when he heard the shots (it was after dark), which caused him to draw down on the guy. I then yelled "whoa, whoa, whoa, it was just me shooting that steer" which thankfully put the brakes on my partner.Montiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17926708261895308192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-74880824881996107832012-02-18T15:48:54.313-05:002012-02-18T15:48:54.313-05:00gvi:
Orwell got over it after one of Stalin's...gvi:<br /><br />Orwell got over it after one of Stalin's goons in Spain tried to execute him for political incorrectness.<br /><br />Having an NKVD lout put a Nagant bullet in the back of your head will make you re-think communism.<br /><br />And yes, Orwell's shooting the elephant was a classic short story.Kristophrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08370888276707569365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-77193806842768384702012-02-18T14:18:53.744-05:002012-02-18T14:18:53.744-05:00"Well, you would think the officers would kno..."Well, you would think the officers would know how to put down large animals cleanly."<br /><br />One of the Reservists in my Platoon is in the Police Academy and currently working for a department just outside of Indy. I asked him about this. No, skippy, cops don't get any training on "how to put down large animals cleanly."<br /><br />George Orwell (the only pinko for whom I have any respect) tells a similar story, <i>in the first person from the cop's point of view</i>. He was a constable in Burma and had to shoot an elephant.<br /><br />He botched it too.<br /><br />gviglobal village idiothttp://www.alpharubicon.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-89439197098838254762012-02-18T01:08:01.226-05:002012-02-18T01:08:01.226-05:00This is almost as much fun as a forum thread argum...This is almost as much fun as a forum thread argument about calibers suitable for killing bears.Kristophrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08370888276707569365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-79544062292091340722012-02-17T22:13:43.558-05:002012-02-17T22:13:43.558-05:00I'll critique their marksmanship, but not the ...I'll critique their marksmanship, but not the decision to shoot.<br /><br />Having first hand experience, I can testify that the lazy way is NOT herding the damn thing. It's shooting it.<br /><br />Two rounds of 230 grain .45 ACP Federal Hydro-shok from a Colt Commander to the vitals at about 7 yards will put an 800 pound dairy heifer right down, and that it is an ENORMOUS relief to have it done. I had an 8 month old heifer get away and lead us all a not-very-merry chase around someone else's bean and corn fields. After 3 days of it and us tromping through them and wandering around on country roads, I decided that was enough. I couldn't conscience the risk of somebody hitting her in the middle of the road at night. She ran no more than 5 yards before she laid down and gave it up.<br /><br />If the ground had been clear, and I'd had a horse or four or five people with foot herding experience, and the fields were fenced, we'd have had her back in the barn in an hour. But we were all on foot, I didn't have anyone with any experience herding cattle afoot, it was August beans and corn, and nobody has fences anymore (`cause they don't pasture animals anymore).Rob Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15604826633798229422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-32561745430416631392012-02-17T22:01:54.655-05:002012-02-17T22:01:54.655-05:00Hmph.
I guess I was the only one that got a creep...Hmph.<br /><br />I guess I was the only one that got a creepy sense of symbolism from that.<br /><br />"Round 'em up, send 'em to slaughter for their constitution lovin' ways.<br />They don't want to go and a couple escaped.<br />Shoot 'em, 'cause we can't have anybody but sheep and dead people votin' in this election."Buzznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-28217067186544641752012-02-17T20:24:43.600-05:002012-02-17T20:24:43.600-05:00Could be worse... Could be skittish cops and bovin...Could be worse... Could be skittish cops and bovines shooting... WITHE FRICKEN LAZERS ON THEIR HEADS!<br /><br />sStuart the Vikingnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-42911870725708312512012-02-17T19:54:18.298-05:002012-02-17T19:54:18.298-05:00Between skittish cattle and cops shooting, I'm...Between skittish cattle and cops shooting, I'm still not sure which is more dangerous.Gnarly Sheennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-33606619439252788162012-02-17T18:16:15.183-05:002012-02-17T18:16:15.183-05:00"I kill cows with a .22 rifle. YOu don't ..."I kill cows with a .22 rifle. YOu don't need a lot when you're 5 feet away and you can place the round exactly where you need it to be."<br /><br />Placement is everything when good results are a requirement .... the phrase "Close enough for govenrnment work." comes to mind in this case: Officer Schutzalott gets paid the same whether he drops Ol' Bossy in one shot or 17 ...... <br /><br />.... also, "If you can't shoot well, shoot a lot." occured to me....jimbob86noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-73942640103500162762012-02-17T16:25:41.794-05:002012-02-17T16:25:41.794-05:00Speaking of a pissed of bull. When I was a lad, m...Speaking of a pissed of bull. When I was a lad, my Grandfather (on my Dad's side) still owned a working ranch in South Dakota. We went out to see Grandfather every year or so and one of the things I remember most was the bull. Whenever we were going to visit, Grandfather would pen that thing up in the barn and we were warned that if we got anywhere close to it we would recieve the whipping of our lives. We were, however, allowed to feed the bull through a 1' x 1' opening in the outside barn wall. That bull was so big that the end of his nose wouldn't fit through the opening, and we fed him full ears of corn which he gobbled down whole as quickly as we could feed them, and if we weren't quick enough *WHAM* the bull would hit the barn wall with it's horn shaking nearly the whole barn to tell us to hurry up with his dinner.<br /><br />Well, that's how I remember it. I was 8 or 9 at the time, so it's all probably a little bigger than life in my memory.<br /><br />sStuart the Vikinghttp://drunkenroundtable.squarespace.com/vikingblog/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-38421650502683860512012-02-17T16:25:11.669-05:002012-02-17T16:25:11.669-05:00Couple of years back about ten cows got loose in C...Couple of years back about ten cows got loose in Cowtown(area of OKC around the stockyards); I remember the3 video of a few cops on motorcycles and cars, and a couple on foot, working them back where they were supposed to be.<br /><br />Of course, they've dealt with that kind of thing before.<br /><br />And yeah, if Bossy decides to get nasty, that is a serious critter trying to stomp you into mulch.Firehandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04562365951182027709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-11383843391055210002012-02-17T16:01:47.655-05:002012-02-17T16:01:47.655-05:00What Frank James said. Also, I've spent a fair...What Frank James said. Also, I've spent a fair amount of time in rural Quebec. Blocking a road around Ste. Prospere would probably tie up one pickup truck and possibly a single tractor an hour, plenty of time to have somebody run home and get the Lee-Enfield and 215 grain softpoints you'll find in every farmhouse in the province.<br /><br /> My hometown (one of them anyway, service brat) of Killingworth Connecticut used to have a place called Cowboy Valley.<br /><br /> You parked your car, walked a hundred yards through the woods, then got on a stagecoach that took you to the dude ranch, after passing through the buffalo herd and the odd Indian attack.<br /><br /> When the place went Tango Uniform, the new owner of the property tried to keep the buffalo herd as "pets". The fences were constantly going down, and confronting a full-blooded buffalo became a common occurance.<br /><br /> Finally, after a complete fence failure, he threw in the towel and had the state set up a two week buffalo season. You would think it would be easy to find a critter as big as a buf in second growth forest, but the buggers headed for the hardwood swamps, and it took all of the two weeks to turn the last one into steaks and chops.<br /><br /> Damndest thing, watching all those Swamp Yankees slipping around from bush to bush carrying Remington 8's in .35 Rem. "Ahh, Jawdge, doncha think ya need somthin' a mite bigguh fer a buffla?"<br /><br /> By damn they did it though. 4,5,6 rounds through the brisket at maybe 15 or 20 feet, in mud up to their knees, but they did it, then ran in a cable from the tractor to snatch it out. Still some good pictures on the babershop wall down on Route 79.Ed Fosterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09676740819579030462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-60488127992637994022012-02-17T15:07:43.482-05:002012-02-17T15:07:43.482-05:00Two comments
Spray and pray with a Glock is defin...Two comments<br /><br />Spray and pray with a Glock is definitely the wrong way to deal with this. You know what's more dangerous than wandering harried cattle, wounded wandering pissed off cattle.<br /><br />Also I am one hundred percent certain that <b>US</b>DA inspection is not required for these cattle to be sold as food.Merlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-50048409445139409522012-02-17T14:46:25.175-05:002012-02-17T14:46:25.175-05:00I always like to turn these things around. So whil...I always like to turn these things around. So while they are herding, roping, darting, or whatever...<br /><br />Wham! Some texting fool runs into the last car of the tailback at 45 MPH, hospitalising six people, closing the road for five hours.<br /><br />Shoot the %^&* cows.staghoundshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05976667812875074135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-81262705392664374832012-02-17T14:17:05.537-05:002012-02-17T14:17:05.537-05:00We finally urged out to the edge of town, opened a...<i>We finally urged out to the edge of town, opened a pasture gate and got him through it. I still to this day don't know who's pasture that was.</i><br /><br />Hey! Free bull!Kristophrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08370888276707569365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-74829446887180704822012-02-17T13:45:11.178-05:002012-02-17T13:45:11.178-05:00You have to love the idiotic comments posted on th...You have to love the idiotic comments posted on that video. Yes, we have come that far from our pastoral roots. <br /><br />Several years ago, in the suburban town that I was working for at the time, one of the car lots decided to have a "no bull sale" which led them to think of the brilliant idea of having a Longhorn bull penned up on the lot for the weekend. As luck would have it, said Longhorn decided that being penned up on an asphalt parking lot was not his cup of tea and so managed a quite daring escape about 0300. <br /><br />We were notified by a motorist who narrowly avoided a collision with the errant bovine. Once we located him, we discovered how frustrating a large aggressive Longhorn bull can be to try to herd on foot and by police car on city streets. <br /><br />At one point, one of the officers came up with a lasso, and I drove while he sat in the passenger window holding on with one hand and trying to throw the lasso with the other. We were probably lucky that we were unsuccessful in that endeavor, since it would surely have resulted in the officer being dragged from his precarious perch.<br /><br />We finally urged out to the edge of town, opened a pasture gate and got him through it. I still to this day don't know who's pasture that was.<br /><br />Gosh I wish somebody had taken video of some of that escapade!Montiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17926708261895308192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-32377209339968867582012-02-17T13:43:46.923-05:002012-02-17T13:43:46.923-05:00Well they tried, and I am sure it seemed like a go...Well they tried, and I am sure it seemed like a good idea right up until it didn't stand the cold test of reality . That calf was scared and pissed off from the point the video started , and nothing much short of roping him could have been done to control him . Putting him down was likely the only option open to them considering the danger that sized calf can represent to not only traffic but any " helpful citizens " outside in the yard/bar ditch and their likely experience handling stock. Frank has it absolutely right on dealing with a scared/fighty bovine in that its real hard to bring enough gun for a body shot. after all you are going after the cape buffalos' cousin so to speak .<br />I have put down numerous head of cattle with everything from a .22 pistol to .223 under controlled conditions without any problem with any caliber doing the job. Folks ill tell ya right now that given the scenario that is shown here , if i didn't have a .30 cal + long gun i would set my happy butt in the car until one showed up . I am somewhat surprised that they didn't end up scraping up pizzacop myself .Farm.Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02383613366815582389noreply@blogger.com