What happened to my wonderful 85ºF of yesterday and the day before??? It got so cold last night that I turned my electric blanket on and this morning the heat is also back on in this cold house. I write this as I shiver.....brrrrrrrr.
Yesterday I made friends with the cows on the other side of our creek. Jimmy tells me repeatedly that they are "steers" and I'm going to put a gag in his mouth....I know, but I always call them cows anyway. If you look in a children's book it always says, "What does a cow say?" and the answer is "Moooo." It never asks, what do steers say? I didn't grow up on a farm, so I can call them cows if I want.
Of course we all know that if a cow has big long horns, then it is a bull.
I grew up being afraid of cows. My first recollection of a cow was when my grandfather took me to his friends farm where he had many farm animals. I was standing, hugging onto my grandfather's leg when something touched the top of my head from the other side of the fence...I looked straight up and was startled by a HUGE head with great big lips, nostrils and eyes. After that experience, I never got close to a fence again that contained cows until after I was married.
I've been around them for years now, but I still don't get close enough to touch them although I now know that when I approach they aren't after me, but think that I'm going to feed them....and that's why they run towards me.
Well, I gotta go....I have a big day ahead of me and for those of you who have a little warm sunshine to spare, send some over here....I'm cold.