Tall Tale: Cowtastrophy
meet her on her ranch the next morning.
They rode out in the lawman’s Jeep. She showed him the cow, the mutilation, and the lack of tracks. Strangely no flies or ants had touched the carcass. The lawman said perhaps it was a prank played by teenagers.
“And they can float?” she asked. “Let me think a minute,” he responded.
The two sought the shade of a nearby tree while they talked. Just then a tiny dot of blood appeared on the lawman’s cheek. They both looked up to see a dead cow suspended on the highest branches of the tree. From the ground, the tell-tale marks of mutilation could be seen. The lawman looked at the soft soil and saw only his and Karina’s boot prints. “This is quite the mystery,” he finally said.
Over the next several days one or two cows were mutilated each day. People from the university came to look at the dead cows. They said it looked like it was done with surgical equipment, but they could not explain how organs were missing without any incision.
Tired of waiting for the law to take action, Karina called on her hands to keep a 24-hour watch. She armed her men with hunting rifles. She was going to find who was killing her cows and she was going to make them pay.
The next morning she found no dead cows. It was if somehow the culprit would not strike if he was being watched. So she kept the up the watch every night.
Four days later, a ranch hand woke Karina in the middle of the night. “You must come and see this! We need everyone’s help!” he shouted.
By the time she’d gotten dressed, saddled her horse, and rode out, all of her hands had arrived at the scene, and quite a scene it was. The crew stood around a steel water tank that fed a drinker. It was a large, once-piece tank with a conical top. From inside, she heard the most horrible—cows bellowing, splashing, and scraping their hooves on the metal in a desperate attempt to escape from the inside!
The tank had only a small hole in the top to accept water from the windmill, a small overflow pipe and an underground pipe to the drinker. There was no possible way the cows could get into that tank. The crew struggled to get the cows out. Finally, one of the hands brought out welding equipment and began to cut off the conical cap while others drained the water. Once tank was dry, they cut an opening in the wall of the tank and let out the terrified cows. Nine cows had drowned in the tank. Ten survived. For whatever reason, no more cows were mutilated again.
Many people had their theories on what happened: predators, pranksters, drunken medical students, Satanists, and even space aliens. Even after several investigators gave it their best shot, no definitive answer was ever found.
“Whatever the cause,” Karina said during an interview, “I’m glad the ordeal is over, and I can get back to my ‘normal’ set of problems.”