Gimpel and Gumby to Papua New Guinea. That was our handles when we were younger, but it became 'going to png' We lived there for over 12 years and are back in the U.S. now adapting to live and viewing life through a much different lens. I rarely update my blog because I tend to be too long winded and I frankly don't know who wants to read this stuff anyway. I'm not sure if my thoughts help the world, but I'm putting it out there just in case it does.
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8/28/2012
Holy Cow
Some of our friends keep a milk cow so that they can provide fresh milk to the community. Our other source of milk is milk powder. Today as I left the house I saw his cow walking down the road. I was on my ATV, and knowing that the man of the house is currently out of country, I decided to try and rustle the cow back into his paddock. I got in front of her, with my ATV and laid on the horn which stopped her dead in her tracks but she wouldn't turn around. What followed was a fun little scene where I'm chasing this cow beeping while the neighbors are watching this surreal event unfold.
I had no rope. I had no real plan other than to get her back to the paddock. She had a plan, but I thought she was just wandering free. At one point I had rustled her into a corner so she leaped over the ditch, and landed in a garden. Suddenly I saw pictures of people demanding compensation of me as I caused a cow to damage and eat their garden.
I gave it one last try, and got in front of her, stared her down, laid on the horn, and she juked me and started kicking up a storm. I decided to let her go and alert the owners.
I found out that whenever she goes into heat, she escapes and runs down the road to where the bull lives. The story has a sad ending though because though they've been trying to mate her for a long time, the bull seems to have chosen a life of celibacy.
Oh well, next time I'll have to bring along a rope.