Bullocks

Trying to find the footpath route up through a very pitted field with sure signs of cattle, hoping they would be of the female docile variety. But no,  inquisitive young bullocks that trotted up to the wall to look at me, a broken down wall with many gaps. I stretched out my arms to look large and told them very sternly to stay in the field. Hurried to the stile-  they watched me all the way. Pleased to survive.