From the Sebastopol, CA police department’s post (thanks to Bob P.). Perhaps they were trying to milk this posting for all it’s worth. Wonder what pronoun Cowboy would use, give that “he” is a female. What udder nonsense!
On Thursday afternoon, one of our sergeants was driving down Healdsburg Avenue when, no bull, there was a cow just standing on the corner like it was waiting to cross the street. The sergeant pulled over, thinking he might have a “mooving violation” on his hands. As he walked up, the cow was calm, just hanging out with a couple of handlers like this was totally normal.
They told him his name was Cowboy, which already felt like an identity crisis. He was a rescue cow there to visit a bedridden woman nearby. Cowboy was just there spreading some joy, no beef involved.
That might be the most legen-dairy thing we’d seen all week.
