The Bovine Story

I have Him here on my Porch where he looks out on the cozy little neighborhood. A Sentry is what he seems to be. The children playing in the cul de sac have noticed him and they have climbed the wooden fence that separates their playspace from our yard. They call to him, "Hey, what are you doing up there?" Two of the bigger boys have carried him off (they plan to mechanize him, an experiment for their AP Biology Class and, if all goes well, extra credit so that they will graduate from college sooner than later. Parents are grateful to me, thinking of the money I am saving them in tuition).So you see, Miss Blue, relocating the bovine has been a blessing to all of us.

(I have quite a following in the neighborhood so that I am now recognized with or without my Coco Plum Stick. I worry about the Paparazzi .)

Pearl at Large