And wherever we go,
it's a fabulous show.
Oh, you know we are cows.
That's right, we're cows.
Such remarkable cows.
We can sing very low.
We can dance in a row.
We are lovely and slow, oh, oh--
Yes, you know we are cows.
(Sorry, I couldn't help chipping in with "Cows" from Philadelphia Chickens.)
So yeah. Cows. I was poking around on the news and there's this girl in Germany who, when told by her parents that she couldn't have a horse, trained her cow and now rides it like the horse she couldn't have. I think it's a pretty neat idea, but then again, I like cows, so of course I like the idea of having a rideable cow. Think about it, it's a pet, transportation, a ride-on lawnmower and dairy stand all in one.
I think it was being in Ag that steered me towards cattle. And I just made a really bad unintentional cow joke right there. Go me. Anyway. I remember having to go online and research cattle breeds for a little report, and I found this site, which was the source of all my time-wasting for a while because there is so much stuff on there. I had a minor... er, major obsession with dogs for a while, and I loved knowing all the breeds and what they were bred for and whatnot. Naturally, I had way too much fun on this site looking at different breeds of cattle and other livestock for very much the same reason.
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And besides, how can you not love that face?