Our hometown doctor raised Brahamins (I had to go back to see how Ana Luisa spelled that). One day, he rode around town and picked up a half dozen kids who were outside playing, took us to his "farm" and let us ride those big white things while he made home movies (ride in our minds only, they were being firmly held by his foreman). A few weeks later, we were invited to his house to watch the movies.

Great memories, I adored that man (as did most people in our tiny little town).

And that's the sum total of my experience with cows.

~~~blowing friendly kisses toward Chippy~~~~