The lack of a late freeze means the weeds have gone to town in the back yard. Before I can hit them with the mower, they'll have to be reduced with the weedeater. Which I was doing this evening when I looked up and noticed two of the cows in the neighbor's field watching me closely, and two more ambling over as well. The four of them stood there for about ten minutes while I swung my modern-day scythe, apparently very interested, then they left.
What they thought I was doing, I have no idea, but I have to admit I never figured the bovine brain had room for curiosity. They probably figured the stupid two-legged critter would have had a lot better time eating the plants, but it didn't know any better.
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