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I am certainly no stranger to the demands of udders or to the various methods of becoming late. Today’s tardiness in my expected return home from work at the high school was, however, not even remotely my fault. I have grown accustomed to swerving around and even briefly waiting for cows to move out of the road. For the first time, today I encountered cows who all decided to nurse their squirrely little calves right in the road. Just as I’d squeeze between two clusters of cow cliques, another would amble out – slowly but deliberately – in front of my car. Udders swinging, they stopped to give me long looks. It was the most acceptable traffic delay I’ve ever experienced.
I was rushing home to squeeze my little girls. Nola turned 10 months old yesterday and has mastered the sport of speed crawling. She loves to chase the vacuum as I make my daily futile attempt at keeping some square of the house clean for some moment of the day.
On Nola’s 10 month birthday, Ossian painted several portraits of gazelles and said, “Nola looks famous!” Then, as she was preparing for bed and showering various household object and family members with pre-sleep love, she proclaimed, “I want to hug the planet!”
Who wouldn’t swerve through vehement cows and lactating udders to get home to that!
Seven cows rambling down the road today. Had to weave between them to rush my outgoing mail to our postmistress. Perhaps one measure of one’s quality of life is in the frequency of vehicular cow-dodging one has the compulsory opportunity to engage in. If so, I am living an exceptional life.
Given that I live along the longest stretch of undeveloped coastline in the country with my two daughters – both of whom inhabit the most fertile and comedic stages of development right now ( I know I say that at every stage but it feels definitively true), my love-giving husband, and our widowed, dominatrix cat, I think my life would rate ridiculously high on the quality scale even without the meandering cows.
I have a little crush on most cows. I thought of starting a cow blog.. I would call it “The Daily Cow”. It would feature a new cow every day or so and lots of tasty cow trivia. Would anyone read it? Really, I need a venue for my plethora of cow photos. They number in the high hundreds and reflect my bovine obsession. Apparently, I am not completely alone in this. Thankfully, there are those who are bovine-obsessed for the greater good.
life on the lost coast 