Cincinnati Freedom

Cincinnati Freedom (born c.1995–December 29, 2008), also known as Charlene Mooken, was a 1,050-pound Charolais cow who lived at Farm Sanctuary's New York Shelter in Watkins Glen, New York, and which was particularly popular with animal rights activists and animal lovers.

Cinci's rise to stardom began on February 15, 2002, when she leaped over a six-foot fence at Ken Meyers Meats, an Ohio slaughterhouse, and escaped. After eluding the traps and tranquilizer darts of SPCA officials and police officers for 11 days, she was finally captured just after midnight on February 26 in Clifton, Cincinnati, Ohio.

Finding a permanent home for her was a source of much debate, as most considered her no longer eligible for slaughter. The Cincinnati Zoo declined to house her, citing health concerns and the possibility that she could not be safely contained. Jan Malley, a Northern Kentucky woman with a 12-acre (49,000 m2) farm, was also considered as a possibility. In late March, however, artist Peter Max offered $180,000 worth of paintings to the SPCA for use at their next auction. In return, he took custody of the cow, whom he named to commemorate not only her dramatic pursuit of liberty, but the city into which she escaped.

Cinci Freedom received the key to Cincinnati, but didn't wear it during the Cincinnati Reds Findlay Market Opening Day Parade on April 1, 2002, as planned, because she was judged too jumpy and nervous to participate.

Cinci was brought to her permanent home at Farm Sanctuary's New York Shelter on April 11, 2002, where she spent the rest of her life. She was reported to be doing well in the sanctuary and had apparently made a number of friends, including Queenie, a cow who escaped from a slaughterhouse in Queens, New York in 2000.

In 2008, Cinci developed spinal cancer, an incurable and untreatable ailment in cows. She was euthanized on December 29, 2008.

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