Husband was on his way home from work the other night. As he worked his way up the dirt roads, he saw cows milling around in the distance. He was going to turn the corner to head home, but thought better of it. There were cattle in the road, and in the corn field.
Slowly he rode the motorcycle up behind them, gaining their attention. They grouped together in protection, and husband slowly puttered toward them. The in turn, slowly walked up the road until the got to the opening in the fence they had escaped from.
All but one went through. The one stood in the ditch, eyeballing husband and the motorcycle. Husband reved the bike, and the cow jumped and ran back to her herd.