At the end of a long day of hiking some months back, when I walked by I somehow startled a cow grazing by the side of the road and it took a bad step and then crashed down on its side. The last thing I wanted to do was touch its filthy body, but I manned up and put my hands under it and pushed. It started to move its legs wildly but the thing that stuck with me was the look in its eye, you could see the panic. Its fear felt way too human to me and it disturbed me.
I wasn't even close to being able to lift it and it snowed that night. I left a note on a rancher's trailer with the cow's serial number on it, but I don't know what happened.