I was in Waterford over the weekend and took a walk on Ballyquin strand, near Ardmore. I saw this docile bull perched on the top of the hill munching away on the grass. Thinking it might make a nice photograph if he was outlined against the clear autumnal sky, I clambered up the hill.
However, as I got closer to him, he became away of me and started to get ‘fidgety’ and vaguely aggressive. I was getting worried that he might try to attack me (it happens a couple of times each year on Irish farms).
So I took a quick snap, and retreated with as much dignity as I could, and nervously looking over my shoulder to ensure I was in the clear. Who knew a Sunday stroll could be potentially dangerous!