We have a cow today. Pii's father's cow I was told. Mowing our lawn, I like to call her our cow when she does our landscaping. It's a losing battle. I think our back forty could probably support three or four cows, vegetation grows so fast. I'm sure she's leaving those giant Thai cow patties but that's no big, I just wish she could clear a path. The land is very difficult to walk on, I think it was plowed at some point. Once you get the rhythm of the ridges it's not so hard but that information comes at a cost of sinking deep into growth so thick it could hide a cobra. The odds are low but I'd really prefer not to have any portions of my anatomy melted. A cobra bite is actually not so likely to be lethal I hear, and I do know first hand how fast and competent medical care is here. But the venom literally melts bone, I have seen. Mow Bessie, mow!
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