Will and I have been stuck at home all week spending some quality time together while he fights an inconvenient snot-covered, fever inducing bug . The other day, while playing Star Wars action figure pretend, Will looks out our back window and says to me:
Mom! Look at those silly cows out there.
Oh, the joys of living in the country.
To help ease my transition into rural living, a friend of mine who happens to be my neighbor, the kids’ piano teacher and a reader of this blog, often offers insight into my silly “Idaho-is-SO-not-what-I’m-used-to” posts. She actually owns farm animals herself and has been living like this much, much longer than I have. She gently explains some of these oddities without taking offense that this lifestyle is…well…peculiar to me. Now that’s a good friend.
Remember this post where I happened upon a dead cow and wondered what the proper course of action would be to get rid of it? Well, she kindy explained what happens in this situation.
What happens is that when a cow dies, the owner drags it out to the side of the road and then somebody (I don’t know who they are or what they’re called) comes and picks it up there instead of traipsing all over the ranch/farm.
There. If you didn’t already know that, then you learned something new today. And if you DID know that, well, you must be live somewhere by me.
HELLO!!!
I can’t believe you posted that picture!!! 🙂
I am laughing my guts out.
That is country living!!! Funny!
Hilarious!! I love that picture. Nothing like a little hot animal action!!
Thanks a lot. I’m trying to nurse the baby to sleep and your picture made me laugh so hard that I woke her up.
It was worth it.
ok.. so one day I was driving down the road and saw a guy pull over in a truck and he had this arm thing that swung out of the truck to pick up dead deer from the side of the road. I love finding out about wierd jobs.