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My first dead cow

You may not know this about me (Jen) - but I have never seen a dead cow. That is - until today. I am referring, of course, to a dead cow that is still fully intact and looking like an actual cow. I never would have imagined that I would see my first dead cow from about 5 feet away. I also would never have dreamt that I would be innocently driving down Victoria Avenue in the city of Regina only to glance out my drivers side window and have a dead cow staring right in at me. The question of the day is then - should I have been surprised? There it was laying on its side tied to a flatbed truck, all big and hairy and with blood all over it. Maybe it's the city side of me but my stomach lurched. I'm glad Caden isn't old enough to have noticed it. Yuck. The farmers out there may be disappointed in me and if the guy driving that cow around reads this - could you tarp it next time? Thanks!

So that was my monday morning adventure with wildlife. :)

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey yuck
Okay so a normal farmer does not just run around with a dead cow strapped to his truck...just for the record. I remember the first dead cow I ever saw and I swore off burgers for the whole summer. It is a trauma to realize that what we get in nice tidy packages at the store didn't just come off of a meat tree. So while this is the first comment i have made on your blog i think it was best for it to come from your country ...now stuck in the city friend.
Sara

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