a few minutes ago i got an AI-assisted alert from our outside cameras that said:
“a large black dog walks through the yard”
“huh, that’s strange” i thought to myself. “we don’t have a large black dog.”
i played it back. that ain’t no dog.
a few minutes ago i got an AI-assisted alert from our outside cameras that said:
“a large black dog walks through the yard”
“huh, that’s strange” i thought to myself. “we don’t have a large black dog.”
i played it back. that ain’t no dog.
@noodlemaz nope. i looked around to see if i could see people looking for a cow, or indeed the cow itself, and nope, nothing.
it’s a new one indeed.
@pwassonchat
It clearly hasn't seen enough rural neighborhood then. At least where I was born, in a small farming town, it wasn't too surprising to find cows or horses eating in our backyard after a big storm (presumably they got scared and escaped). Once we got a deer as well. It was hunting season, so I guess it got scared as well.
Edit: granted, that's not the kind of town where you'd find cameras filming backyards.
@SecureOwl
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I grew up in the middle of middle-middle class suburbia in New Jersey, the densest state in the nation. 9.5 million people in 7.4 thousand square miles. There is not a lot of animal husbandry around.
One morning my dog (cairn terrier like Toto) was going apeshit at the front door and mom opened it to see what was up. The dog bolted onto the lawn and started leaping frantically and barkbarkbarking aggressively at...one of three horses. (For the record, she weighed twelve pounds but had the heart of a Clydesdale. Didn't think twice about attacking a horse. The horse didn't really notice.)
It turns out the neighbors got their horses grandfathered in when the development was built.
My town also had a buffalo in someone's back yard, also grandfathered in. He eventually ate it.