50/50 chance of getting murdered in the woods or seeing cows.
Worth.
What are the chances of seeing cows in this scenario if you are from India?
Baristas can get crazy connections lol. My friend had a wedding venue cancel and keep their deposit at the start of covid. Tons of arguments and calls and threats. His (now) wife is a barista and had a regular that was a lawyer, she mentioned it to him and sued the venue for their money back and more, pro bono didn’t charge them anything 👌
One of the many benefits of being peoples caffeine dealer.
Only part I don’t buy is that they were like “ok fuck it” after work, like they were reluctant. Don’t pretend you weren’t working distracted all day, waiting to go play with those cows.
I grew up with cows. They’re surprisingly similar to dogs. Just as playful, just not as bright. They’re awesome.
I had a family member that was a traveling cow inseminator and he loved cows. I was at a steak house with him and asked why he is eating a giant steak for dinner if he loved cows so much. He kind of just shrugged and said “without the steak, I wouldn’t get to hang around cows all day”
Spending part of my summer with him was illuminating. I bet beef would be way less popular if people got a chance to pet a cow regularly. Very smart animals, at least emotionally smart.
family member that was a traveling cow inseminator
I know what you meant, but the images this brings to mind…
Don’t shake that man’s hand.
It’s a hell of a way to start a story!
I love both cows and dogs, and I grew up around both. And I’ve eaten both.
No kidding? How was dog?
No kidding. I travel a lot, and I make a point out of trying “weird” stuff. In Calabar (Nigeria) I tried dog, I would describe the taste kind of like sheep, but not quite.
Makes sense, really. Thanks for the response
I had a pet cow growing up named Softy. We got him at a rural fair and because he looked frail and my stepmom felt in love with him. He just hung out with our dogs and pretty much through he WAS a dog. He played fetch, but didn’t know what to do with the tennis ball when he’d get it.
A couple of years later we realized to our horror that he was now a gigantic bull that wanted nothing more than to murder us for some reason. We gave him his own little pasture because he couldn’t be trusted around the dogs or the house anymore. He ended up getting stolen one night after we had repeated refused requests to sell him to some guys that wanted to butcher him. RIP Softy you murderous beast. :(
Until the poop on your rug
Wasn’t there this guy that bred dog-sized cows? I think south america? What happened to it?
Edit: dog-sized cows, not cow-sized dogs.
If some stranger came up to me and promised me I would get to play with baby animals I would go too. Yea, that’s how I’d die.
makes note
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Used to run dexters down around Saragosa.
they’re adorable and rather wee for cows
But, never turn your back on an angus cow.
I’ve known some Angus that were plenty calm and/or friendly.
but Never turn your back on a Chianina.
But, never turn your back on
an anguscow.Especially bulls.
I wish there were some animal sanctuaries near me I could volunteer at
