Hi Tim, you are too funny, what a wonderful way to start the day, thank you. You and the cows did Helen Reddy proud, great photos and the sunset is absolutely gorgeous. ~ Mia
Hi Teagan, here’s my reply to your comment on the post: I’m flattered this post made you think of Red Skelton. He was really a funny guy, and his recitation of “Frogs” to the cadence of “Boots” is hilarious. Thanks for sharing that. Cows can kill, and I’m always ready to run for the trees if I make the cows mad enough to charge. But these cows are cautiously curious about the silly paparazzo, that so far our standoffs have simply evaporated into methane.
Funny and kind — qualities you share.
Cows have such kind faces… but there is an underlying vibe of “don’t mess with me.”
Frogs. Frogs.
Frogs. Frogs. Frogs, they are everywhere.
Frogs. Frogs. Frogs croaking fill the air.
Louder. Louder. Louder is their blasting blare
and there’s no silence in the night. π
Lord, that last picture is breathtaking, Tim. Truly awesome.
Your cow tale had me laughing out loud…and your marvelous song. Wow! π
As for mean cows, I grew up on a farm/ranch, and always found them to be rather dim-witted, but they could hurt you by accident. Maybe New Mexican cows are a meaner breed.
Hi Cathy. Happy you got a laugh out of it. Most of the cows down here are pretty mild mannered, but I remember friends with aggressive cows when I was a kid, and I have been chased by bulls more than once while mountain biking in years past. When we lived in Spain, the vacas (cows the bulls were bread from) were meaner than the bulls. They just weren’t as big.
I agree, bulls can be another story. When I was a kid, I was treed out in the middle of a field by one belonging to a neighbor. Waited for it to get bored and go away before I climbed down and went home. π
Thanks for the chuckle with your title tonight! π β€
Happy to give you a chuckle. Thanks, Natalie.
You’re welcome TimothyββοΈ
Hi Tim, you are too funny, what a wonderful way to start the day, thank you. You and the cows did Helen Reddy proud, great photos and the sunset is absolutely gorgeous. ~ Mia
Thanks, Mia! I happy you found it funny.
You’re welcome, Tim. It’s great!
Pffft! I’m glad I didn’t have a mouthful of coffee, because it would be all over my computer. You know I’m clicking over, after that hook. π
Hi Teagan, here’s my reply to your comment on the post: I’m flattered this post made you think of Red Skelton. He was really a funny guy, and his recitation of “Frogs” to the cadence of “Boots” is hilarious. Thanks for sharing that. Cows can kill, and I’m always ready to run for the trees if I make the cows mad enough to charge. But these cows are cautiously curious about the silly paparazzo, that so far our standoffs have simply evaporated into methane.
Funny and kind — qualities you share.
Cows have such kind faces… but there is an underlying vibe of “don’t mess with me.”
Frogs. Frogs.
Frogs. Frogs. Frogs, they are everywhere.
Frogs. Frogs. Frogs croaking fill the air.
Louder. Louder. Louder is their blasting blare
and there’s no silence in the night. π
The bullfrogs are quite vocal when we are walking along the river in the evenings.
Lord, that last picture is breathtaking, Tim. Truly awesome.
Your cow tale had me laughing out loud…and your marvelous song. Wow! π
As for mean cows, I grew up on a farm/ranch, and always found them to be rather dim-witted, but they could hurt you by accident. Maybe New Mexican cows are a meaner breed.
Hi Cathy. Happy you got a laugh out of it. Most of the cows down here are pretty mild mannered, but I remember friends with aggressive cows when I was a kid, and I have been chased by bulls more than once while mountain biking in years past. When we lived in Spain, the vacas (cows the bulls were bread from) were meaner than the bulls. They just weren’t as big.
I agree, bulls can be another story. When I was a kid, I was treed out in the middle of a field by one belonging to a neighbor. Waited for it to get bored and go away before I climbed down and went home. π