Cud Chewin Cow

 

On my grandparents farm, we have a cow. She's not a particularly smart cow. She's supposed to be like the rest of the herd, an average cow, and she is, mostly. The only thing that differentiates her from the rest of the cud-chewin' cows is that she likes me. I like her too. I named her CC, CC Cow. I like CC because she's quiet, tries not to think too much, and likes me. She stands there, chewing her cud, and seems to be thinking. I'm not sure what she could possibly be thinking about. Her life's pretty boring, same thing on a different day. Sometimes I like to go out to the field and, after checking for pies, sit next to her and chew gum. There's another reason I like her; she's the only living being who knows the exact story of my life, CC Cow, my Cud Chewin' Cow.

Reviews

[Angelheaded Hipster]

I do like these little vignettes....I believe I had told you that before...this tale is no exception...I love the initals...C x's 3....
Anymore of these on the way?

[M I N D Y]

i love this... sometimes its the simplest of things that mean the most.

i actually love cows. they are soft and smell so good, like the clovers and grasses that they eat.

i really understand this and the feelings behind it. i think i love your cow too.