Tuesday, March 16, 2010

We Had Company

"Hey, Mom, you have to come outside and see who's here."

These bitsy little things are our CowNots.

This is not our CowNot.

It is also not standing in a CowNot pasture.
It's standing in our yard.
It's standing in our front yard.

See that house behind Charles in the photo above?  That's where the visitor lives.  You're going to see the house again in the final photo, and I mention that, because above it looks like Charles could throw a stone and hit it.  (He has a good arm.)  Just a little aside on photo lens perspective.  But back to the visiting CowNot...

She was friendly and sweet.
And big.

Wherever we were, she wanted to be.

She was really happy to be here.
See her smiling...

Clearly, she was going to follow us wherever we went, so we decided to walk her home, because we just didn't need our bushes pruned (read: gobbled to the ground), and we sure didn't want a CowNot in our house.  I walked her across the road and into the field, where her pasture mates were grazing.  When I turned to go home, so did she.  To my home.  So the fellows had to walk her down the road to her house.

That house on the left: that's the house it looked like Charles could smack with a rock.  His arm isn't that good.  But then, neither should we be throwing stones at the neighbors...whether their CowNots come calling or not.

For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this; Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.  Galatians 5:14

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