A little while ago, me and my family were walking on the Suisun Hill Trail, the only trail in the reserve that would allow dogs. We brought our Chihuahua and Staffordshire terrier mix in with us on this journey. When we arrived, we were astounded to see that the trial had cows lining the sides. There was a gate that lead us into the trail, so we opened it, and went inside. We had heard that if you don't bug the cows, they won't bug you. "If one [a cow] approaches you, just keep walking and do not make any loud noises." The sign at the start of the trail read. Our dogs were pretty good around other animals, so we didn't worry much.
As soon as we opened the gate, we were met with a hoard of cows awaiting us. We nonchalantly brushed them off, and just kept walking. The rest of our journey upwards was uneventful. None of the cows bothered us, so we assumed, like the sign said, that the cows were chill about us being here. We reached the top of the hill and were met with an astounding view of the park and neighboring cities. We stayed there for a little while, then began our downward ascent of the hill. Halfway through our journey, we were startled by a pack of large cows standing in the middle of the trail. Not thinking much of it, we kept walking, and the cows gradually moved out of the way as we neared them. Unfortunately, our dingus Chihuahua decided now would be a good time to bark. A medium sized black cow, presumably female, proceeded to rear up on her hind legs and emit a noise somewhere between a sneeze and a fart from her large nostrils. The sight was quite terrifying, and I was beginning to fear for my life. The cows started to mooooooo all around us, but we just kept walking. I was very much shaken, but I stayed quiet and continued walking at a brisk pace. We thought we had seen the last of the cows, until we came upon the exit of the trail. A whole ring of cows was surrounding the exit. We tried to walk through, but the cows would not move. One of them snorted at us, and we jumped back in fear. Meanwhile, the only other way out was over a barb wire fence. "I'm gonna jump the fence." I said shakily.
"No, you're going to rip your pants!" My mother replied.
"Well, I don't want to die!" I hissed back at her.
Meanwhile, two rather large cows, one red and one black, had gather behind us, slowly drawing closer. We began to panic. If we didn't do something, we would become cow patties.
In a plight of heroism, I jumped the fence. My pants stayed relatively unscratched. Now I was out, but my parents and my sister were still on the other side. My mom frantically handed the Chihuahua to me as my dad lifted my sister over the fence. The cows were drawing closer to my parents by the second. My mom shimmied over the fence, as our big dog commando crawled under the wires to safety. Just as the cows were about to close in, my dad hopped over the fence.
WE WERE SAVED!
The cows grunted in disgust as we walked away, relatively unharmed.
"HAHAHA, PEACE OUT SUCKERS!" I yelled as we strutted off to our car.
In conclusion, Rush Ranch is a nice place. The volunteers and workers are very nice and helpful, but I would not recommend going to the Suisun Hill Trail if you want to come out alive. No hate towards Rush Ranch, just the cows there that almost killed us.
At least I'll have a really good story to tell when I'm older.
(On a side note, my mom ripped her pants climbing over the barb wire fence) read more