A couple months ago, I met a cow on the road. A fast cow.
Yesterday, driving home from the pool, in the same spot on the same road, we saw that same cow; with 2 teenagers who had a stick, trying to get the cow to move.
We stopped, Doug rolled down his window and asked about the cow. It was their cow. And he does live on our road. And the cow's name is.... BURGERS.
I can't make this stuff up.
Monday, September 1, 2008
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Hee hee...were you in Marshmellow? Did Burgers try to follow you?
You could. But I don't think we would believe you!
HA! That's great! Doug said if you're still looking for activities for the girls, what about 4H? Cause you live in the COUNTRY!
Better than Booger!
HA HA! That is a great story. I love it!
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