How to stress Nugget out

Well yesterday Leah, Christine and I went for a little ride out the back, towards Jamberoo.
Lovely day, sunny, a bit blowy at times but all up a bonza day.
Riding thru farming paddocks we saw cows from time to time, reasonably close; Nugget has an irrational fear of cows; Why? Who knows- he just does not like them. (BIG SOOK!).
Anyway all is good until close to home, when low and behold, the dairy cows are heading for home down a fenced track about 2 car widths. Great, just great I think, even better, the cows are heading towards us!!!
Well one of the fences is electrified, so not too close, the other side is where the cows are walking. We had to ride up the middle, poor Nugget didn't know where to run or hide. Each time a cow would stop to look at him, he was like, 'oh no, those things are looking at me, need to hide quick, maybe I should run; they're still looking at me!!!!'. Then we had the drama of the cows on one side, a piece of dead tree on the other, which was gunna attack him first. So we finally get clear of the track and into the last paddock, where you guessed it, there are lots more cows, some were even lying down. Now these cows on the ground are an even scarrier horror, they get up! We had to ride thru them to reach the gate to freedom.
I am quite sure poor Nugs had thought he had died and gone to some horsey hell, All those mean cows surrounding him. He did survive in the end, not at all helped by me, who spent some time laughing at his expese.
Might make a campdrafter out of him, cows would be rounding him up instead! Could become a new sport!