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| Walking out my compound gate. |
Not sure if I have ever mentioned that across the street from my house is a cow pasture with about a dozen cows keeping the grass trimmed until the developers slap houses on it. (Without vistas!)
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| I’m not sure of the breed, maybe Brahma? Whatever, they have big ears! |
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| And a cowboy riding the fence line! Just one wire, electrified! But the cows still get out some. Grass is always greener . . . |