I don’t really know what started my fascination/obsession with Cows. I’m not overwhelmingly fond of them. They aren’t my favorite animal. I like them, don’t get me wrong. I think they are cute and cuddly with those big brown eyes and goofy looks when eating. But otherwise, I just don’t know how it started.
Except that I am bull-headed and ever since the first time that I saw an Indian Cow, felt it looked like a Cow, cried out Cow and then heard someone say Buffalo….well…..it’s just become a THING now. It’s totally and completely childish and I KNOW this but it just freaking makes me giggle to no end when I demand that it is a Cow and make the other person absolutely nuts trying to convince me it’s not. 😀
As most of you know by now…when I see anything resembling a Cow I cry out “Cow” as loudly as I can and either point (if I’m on the back of the bike) or run towards it smiling and reaching for my ever-present pocket camera. Usually I am also either blithely ignoring a rebuttal of “That is NOT a cow it is a BUFFALO!”. If I’m unable to ignore such a silly rebuttal I just shake my head sadly at the poor person attempting to correct what is so obviously the truth and say “COW” again…and again…and again, as needed.
I am like the wash, rinse and repeat girl of Cow to Buffalo. A perfect example of this would be a conversation Bear and I had this weekend while driving to a local shop. There had been a whole herd of goats walking down the middle of the road that we had just gone through (one of these days instead of yelling Goat I’m going to say something like SHEEP and see what Bear’s reaction is…most likely he’ll ignore me or just plow right on with his ‘correction’ of “Goat!”). Anyway, right after that was an even HUGER (if at all possible) herd of COWS. We both wear helmet’s and with all the construction in that area most of our conversations are a combination of yelled statements and “WHAT????”
Recent conversation from Bear’s bike….
Me: Look Bear! A whole BUNCH of Cows!
Bear (shaking helmeted head): BUFF AH LOW!
Me: Nope! Those were COWS!
A few seconds pause…..a few more…..
Me: COOOWWWwwwww! hehehehhehehheh (insert evil little girl laugh here).
My poor husband.
I also annoy my good friend and fellow Gori blogger Sharell (White Indian Housewife) with such meanderings. Sharell enjoy’s it greatly and takes a very enthusiastic approach at trying to use logic, trickery and intellect into tripping me up and getting me to say Buffalo with regards to what is OBVIOUSLY a Cow. Good Luck Sharell. 😀 Muahahha.
After reading Jayesh’s comment about a Cow Collage, it reminded me of something that I sent to Sharell some time ago and made me giggle all over again. I thought perhaps the rest of you might enjoy it while waiting for me spew out the new *Surprise* Blog. At the end of this I will give you a hint that might help explain the wait. Or not. hehe
Without further ado…..here is my way of explaining to Sharell why all Cows here in India are Cows to me and not BUFF AH LOW.
And here are some photo’s that I’ve recently taken of Cows. Both here in India and back home in the states.
And now for the Indian Cow’s turn….
PS: I will NOT be the Author of the Surprise Blog! 😉 Hence, I am at the mercy of someone else in getting that posted! But I promise it’s well worth the wait!