My family has always had bikes. We used to ride quarter and half size Suzuki Quads as I grew up. Last Christmas I graduated to Dad's 2 wheeler Honda Postie bike when he got it going again.
Now I have my own Yamahahaha assigned to me so that i can endlessly follow cattle down laneways on the farm. The excitement has settled down since I rode it through the fence to the bull paddock on the first day.
Bringing the cows in I had 20 minutes to carefully consider their anatomy. You can't miss much.
Here's a pic of the bobby calves heading in to get some sort of pill inserted down their throat. I'm not sure why. It could be for worms or a suppliment.