- Saturday I took Jody’s car to get an oil change and car wash at The Car Spa. I met an older woman in the waiting area with a graceful grey Afghan named, Annie. Afghans have the softest coat I have felt on a dog. Both woman and dog were gentle spirits. It was a welcome treat.
- Saturday evening, Jody and I drove to Oklahoma. Sunday after lunch, we fed the cattle, which I enjoy. Then we went out in the wooded pasture to try to find one of the cows who did not come up to feed. Jody’s mom thought she might be out trying to have her calf, but she wanted to make sure. We split up and walked all around through the trees and brush. I spotted the cow up the side of a hill past the creek and called Jody over. The cow had afterbirth hanging from her which meant she had the calf recently. We looked around for a little while and couldn’t find it. The momma cows normally hide the babies while they go feed, and we split up again just to find it and make sure it was okay. I went back South over an area I had already looked over. I climbed down into a little draw and looked around. I spotted the new calf under scraggly tree in amongst the rocks and leaves. It was so perfectly camouflaged that I completely missed it before. It was sitting there motionless with its eyes closed, and I thought it was dead, being the naive pessimist I am. When I yelled to the others that I had found it, the tiny brown calf opened its black eyes to look at me but didn’t move a muscle. I stood there and looked at it and it looked back at me without concern. It was just doing what it was supposed to do. Waiting quietly for its mother to return. I thought that we creatures of Earth are so perfectly suited to our world.
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