It was a Friday night and we were driving down Main Street. There was a COW ambling down the opposite lane. No one was behind her, no one trying to get her back into a corral, she was just on her way up the block. This gives you an idea of how rurally imbedded we are in cattle country. Not to mention the state of our Friday Night nightlife (sigh).
I didn’t get a photo of her. She turned down a sidestreet into the suburbs before I got a chance.
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