My kid has a rock solid memory. One month ago the neighbors butchered their cow. Josephine called her Mister Cow. She loved that darn cow and talked to her every day, so I was quite worried I’d have to explain that Mister Cow was dead, the neighbors ate her. You know, the facts.
Surprisingly, she never mentioned poor old Mister Cow. I thought she might have forgotten about her and that was that.
Two days ago, the neighbors had four new black cows delivered to their pasture. Josephine looked out the front window and casually said, “Oh, Mister Cow’s family.” Simply amazing.
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Yeah…. I dont much like the whole butchering my friends part myself… she is so smart and seems to understand…hopefully she doesnt become too attached to the new guys!!!!!
Love this sentence: “I was quite worried I’d have to explain that Mister Cow was dead, the neighbors ate her. You know, the facts.”!