I grew up in rural Massachusetts close to a farm with cows, pigs, chickens and many cats.
But the owners were more or less "gentlemen farmers" with another business. Go getters from what was then Eastern Europe.
Cows are guite friendly but cats are smarter.
Occasionally the cows would get out. Jeez.
The big plus were the small brooks and streams in the cow pastures. And of course winter in Massachusetts was quite different than the Summer. The cows returned to the farm in the Fall.
Sadly a bull killed the owners brother, walking into the bull's territory could be deadly.
