At the risk of overemphasizing HGTV and my thoughts thereon, let me just follow-up on my last post. I caught another episode of Property Brothers last night and guess what? The couple bought the more expensive of the two houses! Damnit. At least this time, the renovation included a master bedroom, a meditation room and a living room. Moreover, the master bedroom was turned into an en suite number and Carpenter Brother constructed some sort of custom wall for the living room. All of this plus fixes to major structural problems to the house made the reno seem slightly more impressive than the previous episodes I’ve seen. I’d still like a show with a total overhaul, though.
Moving on … Last weekend, when we probably should have been fighting at Fighting Bob Fest, Aaron & Gracie & I decided to enjoy the beautiful fall day by taking a walk down to campus. We soon found ourselves outside the stock pavilion (after passing a woman who gleefully called Grace a “Heinz 57 dog”) and in the presence of more than a dozen cows.
I was so excited to snap pics of Gracie with the cows. I was pretty sure she would not be excited about this and I was right. I honestly, and embarrassingly, had not considered how the cows would feel about our experiment, so I cannot say I was surprised by them but, had I actually consider their thoughts or feelings, I would have guessed they would, you know, exhibit cow-like indifference. I have to say, although I don’t have a lot of experience around cows (Cow Attack on the Wisconsin Rover 1994 notwithstanding), I dare say these cows were more than intrigued by Baby Puppy. These cows were fascinated with her! The cows would move in sync with each other to follow her movements. UW cows love Gracie!
I started worrying about myself a little bit, thinking, “Am I one of those horribly clueless people they always scared us to death about at camp? One of those mothers that puts jam on her (human) baby’s face so she can get a *cute* pic of the bear licking her baby’s nose?” I was pretty sure these cows were, you know, vegetarians not at all interested in eating my dog, but I admit I worried myself for a second. I’m sure some people would say that putting your dog in a cow photo shoot is weird regardless of danger.
I’m very grateful that those people do not read this blog.
life and puppies 