Right of Way

There is a narrow bridge not far from where I work that crosses a small stretch of water (actually small stretch of sewage and liquid I would prefer to avoid). Today, as I approached the bridge, a small herd of cattle decided they wanted to cross at the same time. This cow looked at me and kept going without hesitation. I was in no mood to argue with the horns, which are pretty impressive and would have damaged the car easily. Needless to say, she had right of way.