21 Cows, Lunch, a Little Dog, a Sheepdog and a Jilted Lover
We stopped by our local cows to give'em a pat on the nose    Walking back to the bike, Joan stepped half on the pavement and half on the shoulder and went down. She banged her hip pretty hard, but for some reason she had decided to put her riding gloves back on during the walk back... and one got scuffed up on the palm quite a bit. Score one for nice gloves to protect her hands! She seems to be otherwise OK. Then we went off for lunch at the local Panera Bread. We sat outside next to a little tiny teacup of a dog who proceeded to bark at us... with a very wispy voice. I knew right away the dog had been debarked. "Oh what a cutie, and I see she's been debarked." I said, smiling broadly. The lady proceeded to give excuses about a Russian couple that lived next door to her in DC in a high rise apartment and on and on about why she had been debarked. Not that we asked. As I sat down from rubbing the cutie named "George" (who was a girl), Joan mentioned that we had an Old English Sheepdog. "Oh, I had one of those! A few months after my son was born," ...and I started to cringe inside She continued: "we got an Old English Sheepdog Puppy. And in 7 months he was bigger than I am when he stood on his back legs when I bathed him. We had to give him up to a farm in North Carolina." "Oh," I asked, innocently. "When was that?" "About 15 years ago" she said. Joan and I tacitly agreed to just enjoy the day and turned to our salads. The bees had other plans and started bothering us. We said our goodbyes and went to eat indoors, unmolested by bees or people who treat dogs like stuffed animals. Sitting inside, we noticed a man in a suit sitting in a corner with a bouquet of red roses and a bottle of champagne. His date never showed. People suck, y'know? |
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 I came to that conclusion a long time ago too Ron. Sad. |
| What a day!! |
| At least the cows were cute! Have never seen markings like that before. Kristine |
| I agree with Kristine. Are those Belted Cows? Cindy |
| It did start out ok with the cows-- Hope Joan is ok! The people part....life is so simple and sweet----until you add the people....  Sounds like you had a nice day together though! |
| Our belted cows... And the Milking Devon that loves to stare at me. http://www.southborobelties.org/ |
| Really shouldn't play with your food Ron lol |
| Ha HA! I was just showing Joan where the milk for her Oreos comes from. |
| Those are Oreo Cookie Cows not belted cows. We also call them OPP cows because OPP stands for the Ontario Provincial Police and there cars are black in the front and back and white in the middle |
Well, they are Southborough's Belted Galloway cows...  that website is theirs. We do call them Oreo cows too. |
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