It reminds me of an old norwegian folktale about a man and a woman who switched work for one day. The woman went out to do the mans job, and the man had to stay home and do housework. He had so much to do, and everything goes very wrong, of course. Among others he lets his cow graze on the roof (houses in the middelage in norway had grass on the roof) and to prevent the cow from falling down, he tied one end of a rope around the cow and the other end around himself. Imagine how it ended.
oh, dear! (smile) thank you for sharing such a cute story.
not ‘well’ is how that ended, Deva…lol
I miss Atlanta!!!
cows! they know me!
oh, do i see a comic about cows coming soon? one of my favorite comics is the Far Side cow poetry. do you guys know it? “damn the electric fence, damn the electric fence…”
oh those comics–larsen comic? oh lol…
okay, I can no longer resist: Otto, what do cows ‘know’ about you? hmm?
I don’t know what it is…but they know. They know. Chickens?