as always - click photos to enlarge (the photos).
Busy day before End Month Processing and we have to cover someones ass for someones else's eight month lapse of judgment. I guess when a system is being fazed out and the fazers tell a County NOT to report data EIGHT months ago and then they like forget to tell them to start sending data because it's like they forgot and now the FED tells us they like want their data and your all like well we don't have your data.
It's like - we should have a meeting or something.
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So - a weekend story while I can.
Worked out exactly as planned!
So anyway, I picked him up and we were driving back to Columbus via back roads as I wanted to show him the field of sunflowers and maybe get more photos.

All was quite and pleasant . . . . . . sort of.

While I was shooting photos that one cow on the bottom left side was looking at me and started to walk towards me. I figure she was just curious.
As she was approaching me another cow, way way up on the hill started mooing VERY loudly and she was also curious (but a long way off).
The first cow kept getting closer and I was taking photos but my buddy said every single time I would turn my back I would miss an outstanding photo as the cows ears would perk up.
So I turned around and took more photos and all seem relatively calm except for Mr. Loudmouth mooing at me and getting closer.

I was kneeling and shooting and talking to the cow who seemed innocent enough when her buddy Mr. Loudmouth who was making a pretty loud racket approached.
He/she seemed disturbed and had a look in her eye (you can see it) like she wanted to eat me or something but knowing cows don't like the taste of humans (I don't think) I was not really concerned . . . . . at the time.
Again. notice the wild look in Mr. Loudmouth's eyes (maybe she was mad that I was calling her "Mr.").

I take a step back looking for an escape route in case they jump the fence and start to chase me.
WHICH - SEEMS TO BE WHAT THEY ARE GOING TO DO!!

POST SCRIPT!
I took DJ to the same pasture yesterday and THEY REMEMBERED ME and started to attack once again.
I will leave them alone and I bet it was the cow talk of the weekend. They are all laughing in the barn about how brave they were and telling human jokes.
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If the Brewers could play their last 32 games at home against the Pirates AND WIN all 32 games (I think that could be done). The Cardinals would have to go 17-15 and we would be tied for first! WE HAVE A CHANCE.
But in reality the Brewers last 32 games include 12 games against the Cards and 6 against the CUBS. BUT - "we" are only 2 games behind the Cubs so that is the goal. BEAT THE CUBS.
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Speaking of cow stomachs! Did you know that there are times when a veterinarian can do what is called a fistulation. They surgically prepare a large hole on the side of a cow and insert a cannula which looks like a port hole on a ship.
Then the vet can reach in and . . . I guess look for things.
The hole in no way hinders the life and well being of the cow. The researcher can then reach in and the cow could care less.
Now the COOL thing is that there are times like at agriculture fairs when they will let normal people stick their hands inside a cow! One grade school kid said
"The temperature inside the cow was rather toasty inside the stomach with the top layer like warm peanut butter with grass mixed in. As you push your arm down through the goo you reach a lower layer which is more liquidy, about the consistency of a melting Wendy's frosty."
I'll leave you with that!
Rod