As promised, the entry entitled "Kathryn's Afraid of Cows." Not much to it, however. She was torn between her desire to get a picture with a cow and her small fear of the cow. In my time spent wandering the plains of Wyoming contemplating thoughts you can't even comprehend having, a little known fact came into my possession. Cows are not too fond of humans. I proved this many times, like in a mathematical theorem, that while walking toward cows they would always run away. They, my friends, are actually afraid of humans, making my sister's fear of cows irrational. Cows are not horses or dogs that are fond of man. Cows are an unexplained anomaly that this earth lets wander. But all my efforts (and my brother's) to persuade Kathryn to dismiss her childish fear of the creatures that provide us hamburgers and milk were of no use. So, as the picture below proves, her hard work in getting a picture aside one of this earth's greatest and often misunderstood yet greatly appreciated culinary-wise creatures was in vain. Sorry sis, and get over it.
(Cow is just off-camera...close, but not close enough)
