Walking along the Wansdyke last week we came across about 15 Dexters – the smallest of our native cattle breeds. These are handsome beasts that the Wiltshire Wildlife Trust finds useful in grazing downland to encourage wild flowers to grow.
They had arranged themselves along and across the path along the dyke and we wondered what they would do when we approached them. As we soon found out, they did absolutely nothing. They did look our way but that was it. Fine looking animals and confident in their possession of the space. Not really wild, of course, but useful in encouraging wild things.
Such was their indifference to us that I felt they deserved a collective noun, and I’m proposing an Insouciance.
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