Generally speaking, I insulate myself from unsettling stuff. Avoidance is key here, people. I don't like to eat unpleasant foods, like peas, so I avoid them. I don't like listening to the song 'Thriller' after dark while alone in the car, so I avoid it by switching to a different radio station. And I don't like to watch disturbing TV or movies. Okay. Prior to agreeing to watch the movies on my Must See list, I avoided viewing the distressing stuff. Quite successfully, too, given the length of my movie list had it not been mercifully stopped at twenty titles.
The point I'm making here is that I don't like my mellow harshed and it has been harshed the last several days every time I got in the car. Seriously and unequivocally harshed. And it's all because of a cow.
The cow is dead, so she can hardly be blamed. It's the dead cow owner's fault really.
The cow is dead, so she can hardly be blamed. It's the dead cow owner's fault really.
How do I know the cow is dead? The clues are there and I will now present them to you. This cow has been laying on her side, unmoving, for two days. Today, Miss Bovine is covered with what appears to be a bright blue FEMA tarp. Well, all but her legs are covered. Her legs are poking out from underneath the tarp.
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