New life!
Baby moo.
Please don’t eat my friend.
Went for a drive and was feeling inspired, so spent my Saturday night painting cows and listening to Jazz.
Hide and seek 2019.
After playing hide and seek with cows for three years (one, two, three) I’ve come to accept that they will never outgrow the level of three year old children. I have to pretend I don’t see them and call out ‘Where oh where could she be?’. Then they half leave their hideout and shout ‘I am here!’, and I still have to act like I really can’t find them. The following bursts of laughter never get old.
Moo b*tch get out the way
If I remember correctly, the cow’s owner actually said “Well at this point we’re just going to leave her be because she really deserves her freedom” and she was granted immunity by the mayor
She deserves it
The sweet potato “pie” was a big hit at work today!