Every morning on my way to work I drive by a cow pasture. Happy little cows fill the lot. They jump and run and stare at each other with cold, empty eyes and generally seem to be having as good a time a cow in a fenced pasture can have.
Every morning on my way to work I watch these cows for a few seconds and ponder what they will see that day (aside from the cold, empty stare of their neighbor).
One morning this week I saw two cows fight. They were knocking their heads together and one was trying to jumping to land better hits. It was awful! As I drive by I shout “knock it off!”
It was reflex. I tried to parent cows this week.
Related news; I’m going to deep edit everything written this week for my next book and try to sleep this weekend!
Happy Friday every body!