One of my highly observant readers (he signed himself as Mr. Attenborough but was not, as far as I know, the David Attenborough) pointed out to me that the bull in the photograph entitled “The Sexy Bull” was actually a cow. In fact, the sexy bull in question was directly behind the randy cow, urging her on, but I must admit that, while looking at the thumbnail photos without my glasses on, I mistook the mounting cow for the sexy bull; and when I discovered my error I left it in because I thought no-one would notice the difference between a mounting cow and a mounting bull. How wrong I was! So apologies to one and all for trying to fob you off with photos of a randy cow posing as a sexy bull, and yes, Mr. Smarty-Pants Attenborough, I do see the difference.

In reparation (in case you, too, felt duped or disappointed by the excited cow shot), I shall leave you with photographs of the aforementioned sexy bull in action. Also, you may be interested and amused to read Mr. Attenborough’s pithy poem, which arrived in my mailbox this morning.

   A Load of Bull  –  by Mr. Attenborough

   It seems a cow is not a cow when photographed from a fence line,
   Yes, they may look similar from 20 yards back, especially when you’ve had a        red wine?
   But a mounting bull? I think not my dear, as you can see the mounter’s udders,
   And not only that, in such a small herd they are probably sisters and brudders!