Went on a hike today. There were cows on green grassy hills, munching on grass and suckling their calves. Their adorable adorable calves. Only, sometimes there is a group of calves blocking your path. And when you try to go on anyway, hoping they will just run away like wild turkeys, their mother stares you down, and starts striking the ground with her hoof. Aaaand you don't mess with her. So you go around the whole party. Through the grass you go, avoiding the mounds and mounds of cow poop hiding in the grass and thistles. When you're past them you keep looking back, expecting to have a hoard of angry cows stampeding towards you, "You shooould not pass! Mooo!"
Now it's 10pm, so I'm dead tired. It's jet lagged old person bed time. Not that I'm old, mind you. It's silly to say you're old when you're in your 20's. Anyway, I'm looking forward to waking up at 6am and getting a ton of work done!
Moo!
2 comments:
Cows are total cowards. Just hiss at them and approach, maybe with a little fake running start, and they'll run away.
Dude, this cow was serious. I wouldn't mess with an animal's mother . . .
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