“Cattle... it called us cattle...We're hamburger, you mean.”
“I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.”
“Red cattle," Annabeth said. "The cattle of the sun.""What?" I [Percy] asked."They're sacred to Apollo.""Holy cows?”
“Big hat, no cattle.”
“Laughing stock: cattle with a sense of humor.”
“Is that right A cattle baron It sounds strange.”