I usually see a number of cows every day, not just one. Sometimes I don’t see my first cow until later in the afternoon. Don’t ask me how this happens, but I think it may be one of the days when I walk around with my eyes half closed. Sometimes I see my first cow even before breakfast time.
That’s what happened this morning when I quickly checked my Facebook newsfeed on my phone at breakfast time. One of my cousins is vacationing in Vietnam and has been posting interesting photos of her trip and today, I saw this photo of a beautiful South Asian cow:
Pretty nice, huh? I love the shape of the horns!
Merci, Brigitte, for this beautiful cow photo from all the way around the world!