This morning Phinny and I went to the beach for our usual morning walk. On the way there we saw some cows that were escaping from a nearby field. We watched them as they made a mad dash for the beach (the beach named Bull Beach, of all things!). I daresay there was frolicking in the waves. So Phin and I watched for awhile and then decided we would walk to the right, since the cows went to the left. But then they decided to come back so we got back in the car to watch them. At this point I’m feeling slightly foolish because my brain knows that cows are not anything to be scared of but my emotions tell me that cows are bigger than me and unpredictable and medical help is far away, so I justified my decision that way.
Then Phinny and I decided to do our civic duty and herd the cows back into their field using the car, so we did that and it worked pretty well, other than the fact that the entire fence was now down so we don’t think they’ll stay there too long.
Then we returned to the now cow-less beach to complete our scheduled walk. I’m sure the cows will have more adventures before the day ends but I don’t plan to be a part of them.