Rite of passage of sorts

This week started off with a rite of passage of sorts. It was bound to happen at some point in my veterinary career so I consider myself lucky it happened here in Kenya making for a rather interesting story. You see, this week I was attacked by a cow for the first time (that I can remember at least).

I’d visited this farm twice so far and remembered it as having a crazy cow. When we got to the farm this week I referred to the animal as crazy I was told I was over reacting but I remembered the farm and the cow. It was my turn to go into the pen so I took a deep breath and crawled into the milking pen as our fantastic driver (and cow whisperer) worked on getting the cow into her stall. As I got up, I was greeted by the head of a cow rushing into her stall and pushing her way throw the boards to pinning me against the wall of her milk pen.

Looking back on it now I can laugh at the whole situation remembering people yelling at me to get the hell out but being in shock as I looked at the cow pinning me and wondered how I was going to get out of there. I do realize how lucky I was. The cow could very well have come at me through the milking pen as I was crawling in and trampled me with no place to go. It could have been very messy.

We returned to the same farm yesterday to finalize our work there and as we were about to leave, the cow tried to push her was throw her feed bunk to get at us proving once and for all that she is the Crazy Crazy Cow. I’ve attached a picture of my friend, she’s the one on the left.