My sixth form friends and I enjoyed saying ‘horned beastie’ so we applied the description to anything that might qualify. It provoked the parachutes of laughter that rewarded the slightest of quips.
For practical reasons, we were forced to extend ‘horned beasties’ well beyond the normal range of deer, rams or gnus which were in short supply in and around the ROSLA block. Typically, they were much smaller beasties, including some so small that we could barely see if they had any head ornaments to speak of. Antennae amply qualified, so the alarm call, ‘There’s a horned beastie on you!’, might be an alert for a wasp or an earwig (the alternative would have been truly alarming).
Were we fortunate enough to spot a lap dog wearing a wobbling headband – a red sequin ladybird bopper, say – or a teacher in a cow costume or a halloween devil, our delight at being able to deploy the term was beyond measure.
Perhaps because of those days, seeing a horned beastie that would qualify for the most stringent definition is always a thrill, even when the several of the best-equipped beasties you’ve seen for some time are walking towards you.
Luckily a very sturdy hedgerow stood between them and us, with a barred gate to see over. And they were more preoccupied with each other.
While this picture uncomfortably seems to presage battles over resources, water and power being callously weaponised right now, in the relative safety of the Lancashire countryside back in midsummer, this meeting of minds worked out OK.
No horned beastie was harmed. The others drifted away leaving the one with the ring in its nose standing triumphant over an empty bath.
Every tousle serenely stayed where nature set it – dangling over the eyes.
Inspired by Becky’s WalkingSquares
45 Replies to “Horned Beasties Of The Traditional Kind”
You had me by the horns there, for a while, Susan!
Rather you than one of these. I don’t think your charge could be as scary.
They remind me a bit of Texas longhorns, but clearly that’s not what they are. But I’m stumped–what brand of “horned beasties” are they?
They are Highland Cattle.
Interesting. Thanks for the info!
Oh, I love the tousled hair dos!
Their faces are wonderful, aren’t they? What bits we can see.
I love the first photo and your descriptive last sentence. I presume these were Highland cattle, or woolly moos as I call them. I’ve been told they are much more docile than other breeds of cattle but don’t quote me on that 🙂
These are calm creatures, so far as I can tell, though I’d not fancy being in the same field without an expert.
Oh they are beautiful beasties, I love them. Despite the horns they always seem more placid than , say , a group of fresians or Belgium blues. Horned beastie is a grand name for a wasp!
Horned beastie has the perfect balance of respect and irreverence.
The victor seems rightly pleased with itself, the “horned beastie”!
The tongue sticking out does look like a taunt.
Love the hair 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Wonderful story beautifully illustrated
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Your terminology reminded me or Robert Burns: “Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim’rous beastie” (Wee, cunning, cowering, timorous beastie).
I was impressed that I could understand all of it, except for ‘sleekit’.
Gorgeous hair I must say! I find the last one really funny. It looks like he is showing his tongue to the others as if to say “so long, losers”!
He made me smile too.
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