I have a story about this cow which I will tell you of later. We met her on our journey along the west coast. She was a beautiful cow. She reminded me of this poem I read recently.
The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart.
She gives me cream with all her might
To eat with apple tart.
She wonders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray.
All in the pleasant open air
The pleasant light of day.
And blown by all the winds that pass,
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.
~Robert Louis Stevenson~