One Nazi cow...

My grandfather joined the Home Guard in 1944. He was on guard at some place or other (I think it was the gas works) with his mate when they heard some rustling. "Declare yourself!"- no answer. "Declare yourself!"- no answer. " Declare yourself or I shoot!"- no answer. They fired, and before the sounds of the shots had died away, there was a long "moooh!" and then a terrific thump. They ran faster than they ever ran in their lives!

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