I had a family member that was a traveling cow inseminator and he loved cows. I was at a steak house with him and asked why he is eating a giant steak for dinner if he loved cows so much. He kind of just shrugged and said "without the steak, I wouldn't get to hang around cows all day"
Spending part of my summer with him was illuminating. I bet beef would be way less popular if people got a chance to pet a cow regularly. Very smart animals, at least emotionally smart.
No kidding. I travel a lot, and I make a point out of trying "weird" stuff. In Calabar (Nigeria) I tried dog, I would describe the taste kind of like sheep, but not quite.
I had a pet cow growing up named Softy. We got him at a rural fair and because he looked frail and my stepmom felt in love with him. He just hung out with our dogs and pretty much through he WAS a dog. He played fetch, but didn't know what to do with the tennis ball when he'd get it.
A couple of years later we realized to our horror that he was now a gigantic bull that wanted nothing more than to murder us for some reason. We gave him his own little pasture because he couldn't be trusted around the dogs or the house anymore. He ended up getting stolen one night after we had repeated refused requests to sell him to some guys that wanted to butcher him. RIP Softy you murderous beast. :(
From what I understand, they're at least as smart as dogs, if not more so. The guy/scientist who wrote "Cowpuppy" mentions they can recognize themselves and others in a mirror!
Years ago, I went caving out in the sticks with an outdoors group. To change into my caving outfit, I went behind the end of a cornrow, next to a pasture fence. A group of three cows up the hill noticed, and moseyed down the hill to watch. It was pretty clear from their body language that they were bored and curious. (And also, voyeurs.)
The lead cow mooed at me in a way that kind of sounded like a question. What the heck, I figured, and mooed back. I don't know what I said, but it was scandalous. The cows' faces looked like they were positively shocked, and they promptly turned around and marched back over the hill. It was like a real-life "My mother was a saint!" sitcom joke, but with cows instead of a foreign language.
Yeah, I had no doubt that there was intelligence there.