Dagnabit.?ÿ Can't find the photo that I would really like to post.?ÿ The story is that my herd bull in pasture A should have already settled all of the cows in his pasture.?ÿ Today, I drove ten cows and their little calves from Pasture B about a half mile to join those already in pasture A.?ÿ Those who are familiar with the cattle business know exactly what photo I have been seeking.?ÿ The bull strolls up to introduce himself to a new cow by sticking his nose under her tail, then steps back, tilts his head up and curls his top lip up towards his nostrils with a very happy grin on his face.?ÿ Sometimes he has to knock away the little bulls in the pasture who think they should be big bulls but would need a step ladder for assistance.
Love this photo found on Facebook that was posted by a young fellow that was a former student of Mrs. Cow. He said this was a photo of his sister swimming when she was young. It listed the name of his sister, by the way. Makes you wonder what kind of Christmas present he will receive from her next December.
Bet they don't have any books for sale.
Ya forgot this......
The National Park Service twitter account is pretty amusing.
You, gentle reader, are offered the following true story. You, and you alone, may determine whether this recounting of actual events is rolling-on-the-floor funny or pathetically sad. The source of this information is my wife's hairdresser, who I have met a few times and know to be in her early 50's. Her mother, "Mom", is probably approaching 80. Mom is able to live on her own in the same city as her daughter, but, has spent several extended visits in mental institutions.
The factual story:
Mom has two support cats and two support dogs to assist her in her daily life. A neighbor several houses down the street has a cat that roams the neighborhood. Recently, said neighbor cat was hiding in Mom's garage and refused to leave. Mom decided to catch the cat and lead it home as she did not want to risk getting severely scratched while making the long walk. The handiest lead she could find was a dog choker leash. She caught the cat after several attempts, put the choker leash on it and began to lead it to its home. It didn't want to go but had little choice in the matter. As they passed a certain house a dog appeared and terrified the cat. Suddenly, the leash was torn from Mom's hand as the cat headed towards home on its own. Mom continued down the street trying to locate the cat, unsuccessfully. The neighbor arrived home to find the telephone message reporting the details of the cat's disappearance. The neighbor recruited help and began a search. Somehow, someone made a call to 911 for assistance. Before long, two fire trucks, two police cars and an ambulance are strung along the street trying to figure out why they are there and what they can do to be of assistance. Eventually, the cat is found.
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Hanging from a tree limb with the choker leash doing precisely what its name implies. A case of feline suicide is the conclusion as it had been deceased for quite some time.
About 50 years ago some genius from the far eastern part of the US came up with the concept of abandoning The Great Plains for human use and reverting the entire region to nothing but buffalo and whatever other creatures chose to live there. This was before learning that cattle AND BUFFALO generate methane. Imagine many millions of buffalo farting in unison.
I have now watched that at leasat one hundred times. Will that silly dog never figure out that he can't catch them?
What did she say?
Contemplating fratricide"
For Mr cow;
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flehmen_response
Now you know more than you did before....
Thank you, Nate. I had no idea there was a specific term for this.
If Thomas Crapper had been adopted at an early age by the Fluffer family, would anybody give a fluff?
