I’m on a country road. It is very quiet. I am deep in thought when hearing this thundering herd noise. I look to my side and there are thousands of cows running towards me. Thank god there is a fence. But will it hold. Thankfully they come to a screeching stop in front of me. Ok, thousands may be an exaggeration as well as the screeching stop. But a couple of dozen.
We stared at each other. They expectantly. Me prepexedly. One cow came closer. Ah, a delegate. I moved closer. Yes? She stood silently, drooling. Hmmmm . . . Well, I have lost some weight during my trek. So . . . I snapped some pictures and moved on.