Skirt and Hanger.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bull_roast

So funny...

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They only care about 3 things:

Eating
Sex
Fighting

I live rurally; loose livestock is a common occurrence. There was a lamb running down the side of the road on my way home from work just a few weeks ago; none of the pastures the road cut through had sheep in them. Cattle, horses, donkeys, and alpacas, yes. No sheep. Cows are relatively frequent. Of course, the wildlife is, too, with deer crossing in front of me on the way to or from work happening almost daily. The very large buck with the big rack lying down in the road was a bit unusual, but the few cars he held up just stopped, and somebody got out and threw rocks at him until he got up, shook himself off, and wandered off into the woods at the road's edge. Deer show up on the field at work every once in awhile. Usually, though, domestic animals on Main Street are in a trailer or under saddle, lol. Around here, if somebody gets loose, drivers know what to do when sharing the road. Nobody would shoot, at least not without several attempts to resolve the situation otherwise; a few pickups would pull over, the working dogs would jump down and get to work, a few of the men (and women) would grab a rope from the truck, and they'd converge on the critter, rope it, and pull in a trailer. There's always a few trucks with empty trailers parked around.

There IS a butcher shop off the main highway that handles killing as well as cutting and selling, but it's not like a big slaughterhouse, per se. It's where people deliver their home-raised stuff to process and take home to the freezer, or sell.

I'm sure that when a bull reaches the end of his productive sperm-producing career, he's processed for something, but probably not human consumption. Maybe pet food. What's raised for human consumption is killed early and cut earlier.

I commute on a 20-mile stretch of I-79, and the road becomes a horror as the days go by.

I've never had to deal with cattle on the street, but deer are very common, as are smaller species of wildlife. Tons of raccoons, for instance.

All of our back roads have low speed limits, and that helps, except for tourists. The closest I've ever come to hitting a deer is when one hit ME. I got distracted; a red-tail hawk was crossing the highway with a large snake in its talons; a low crossing, maybe 10 feet above pick-up height, and about 20 yards in front of me. I didn't see the deer until too late; I sped up, and it clipped my back bumper and continued on.

This time of year? Skunks and rock chucks abound.

Can't really say that I blame the beast, just wondering how he knew.......?

before writing the headline?

The story clearly says it was a steer. It was not a cow.