Across the river from my house is a farm that has cows. I assumed it was a dairy farm but I learned they raise cattle for beef. Sometimes I hear cows crying. Now that I know the cows are beef cows I know they're not crying because they want to be milked. The cows I hear crying are probably mother cows crying for their young who were taken away. I've listened to a cow crying the last two days. I can hear it mainly at dusk and dawn when other noises are less. Last night the cow cries were not as intense than the day before. This cow sounds so sad. It breaks my heart to hear her.
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
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