Remember me saying, oh about a half dozen times now, that cows wander the streets and they’re everywhere?
Today, we had more in front of our house. This is beginning to look to me like a continuing and normal occurrence, which Fahim indicates to me that yes, in fact, it is.
They roam the streets, sometimes mooing, sometimes just roaming. They eat the grass and other vegetation that grows on the street side of people’s walls. They munch through garbage that dogs have already ripped open. They’re everywhere.
Okay, they’re not everywhere all of the time, but yeah, they are everywhere.
And just for further proof, I have yet more cow pictures. Okay, I have one more cow picture. Not plural. But I’m fairly certain I’ll manage more cow pictures in the future.