True story – Teresa just said to me (wrapping up a conversation):
I guess we’d better steer clear.
I saw a clear steer once. It was an ice sculpture. Quite beautiful until the refrigeration went out. Then it started to melt. The first thing to go were the horns, and then it just looked like a cow. And then the whole thing started to soften and puddle. And there was an air pocket in it, and a small hole opened up so as the cow collapsed, a low sad moan came out of it that sounded like, “MMMOOOoooooooo….,” as it slowly faded away.
(Apologies for stealing the style of Tim Conway – Google him, youngsters…)