To get to my boat I have to walk through a field with cows. Close to the water there is a few meter with a very narrow passage with rock on one side and a wetland on the other. As I came around a corner I found myself face to mule with the cows. First I wasn’t sure how the bull would react, you see him in the middle, but he’s a very kind fellow. They like to eat from the reed as it apparently has a sweet taste. Guess the cows has a sharp tongue and take no bullshit.
They let me take some nice photos and I could make my way trough the flock to the boat. I just told them “well now, this path isn’t wide enough for all of us”. Not only a blogger but also a cowboy, yiihaa, ha de gött!
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UlleHaddock 
The cows look very curious! Probably they wonder what you are doing on their path.
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Probably
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What a lovely story! I do love cows. Their eyes are so gentle in those great big heads. You feel soaked up in the brownness of them. And such a journey to find your boat. The photos are so green!
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Thank you. Some say cows are dumb but they are not. Gentle and calm, winds you down in an instant.
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love the photos and love that wicked sense oh humor 🙂 yii-ha !
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A good advice: keep good friends with these cows… you will meet them again 🙂
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Thanks, I will. I meet them daily.
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I have never met a cowblogger before! 🙂
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I whistle and whip the words forwards even if they sometimes wander astray. 🤠
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🤣👍
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