On a remote road in Northern California, I saw a cow reclining next to the road with her calf beside her. I could just imagine:
“Oh, Mom. Who’s going to pick up a cow?”
“How do you think I got here five years ago?”
Jim Unger
On a remote road in Northern California, I saw a cow reclining next to the road with her calf beside her. I could just imagine:
“Oh, Mom. Who’s going to pick up a cow?”
“How do you think I got here five years ago?”