Tundra Swans

A picture from my friend, Kathy Novey.

Indy (the cow, not the dog) got me again. At work I was opening the large double garage doors to let the cows into the parlor. Indy charged and pinned me against the door. I screamed, an equal mixture of fright and anger. Must have surprised Indy because she backed off for a moment and I slid past her and out through a gap in the bars. She tried to get me again but the gap is large enough for her head to get through but not her shoulders. By this time the herdsman was on the scene and chased her off. My only injury was a black & blue mark. After work, used this as an excuse to take a nice long hot soak in the tub and go out for steak.