Cows

Every since I was small I have watched cowboys on TV, read about them in books, dressed like them, tried to dance like them, worn cowboy boots and hats, big leather buckles and even rode several horses trying to be one. So naturally my interest is cows was something I've always studied. While driving down the country by ways have you ever noticed that in a heard of cows almost all of them are facing one direction with usually one or two facing the opposite direction? Have you heard the fisherman's prediction that if the cows are lying down the fish will not be biting? Cows are interesting. There are basically two kinds of cows, dairy cows where we get milk, cream, butter and beef cows where we get or roasts and steaks. Now I'm not talking breeds of cows because there is a bunch of them. I know a lot of them just because I like cows. Cow is a term that usually depicts the female of the breed, Bulls being the boys. However, when we talk cows it means them all, boys and girls.

On one trip several years ago, my wife Judy was asking me if the area we were in might have bears living in it. My grand daughter Sophie was in her car seat in the back and all at once annouced there were bears in the area. She proudly informed Grandma that there was a bunch of bears just over in that field. Of course she was seeing cows. She was only about three and she had never seen cows in a pasture before.

Every morning on my way to work I pass a pasture with a whole bunch of cows in it. They are beef cows, a breed I'm still tying to figure out. They are a dirty tan in color and a little bigger than most beef cows. They are the strangest bunch I've ever seen. Like I said earlier, most of the herd I have seen are all grazing with their heads pointed in the same direction. Not this bunch, they point every which way. Usually when they are lying down there might be one or two standing. Not this bunch when they are laying down they are down, stretched out on their sides, heads on the ground, and everyone of them are that way. One morning I stopped my car to make sure they were not all dead. This morning I passed them and they were all curled up like baby kittens, nose to tail. Strange these cow critters......

In a way I'm glad I don't know why they are acting this way, if I did maybe I would not think about it. Having something to think about is good for the mind. Maybe it will keep "old timers" from taking over. Besides if you have to think about something besides fishing it might as well be cows.