The herd had bunched together, resting, wary but still. And in that moment of pause, one cow turned its head and made eye contact with me—steadily, knowingly. No panic. No motion. Just a gaze that asked:
“Will you chase me too?”
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The herd had bunched together, resting, wary but still. And in that moment of pause, one cow turned its head and made eye contact with me—steadily, knowingly. No panic. No motion. Just a gaze that asked:
“Will you chase me too?”
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