Milking It
20Mar2006
Yesterday I took a stroll around Spittal Pond in the hope of
- getting some exercise, and
- grabbing some nice photos
Of course I took my camera, which means that I did not actually get much exercise at all, as I stopped every 10 steps to take a photo.
On my walk I bumped into one of Bermuda’s (few) herds of cows, basking in the afternoon sun. Watching them lying there brought a host of questions to my mind (which is no doubt infected with vCJD):
- When cows lie in the sun do they produce hot milk?
- If so, do they enjoy Oreos with the aforementioned hot milk?
- In the height of summer do cows self-pasteurize?
- Is their beef already medium-rare before it reaches the supermarket because of over-exposure to the sun?
- Do cows with sensitive skin ever wear Self Tanning Milk?
Needless to say, they couldn’t answer any of my questions. Probably because they were all Mad. Maybe Dunkley’s Dairy can tell me more.
This episode did remind me of a good Scottish cow joke, however:
Q: There are 4 cows in a row – which one is on holiday?
A: (needs to be in a Scottish accent to make sense) The one with the wee calf.
don’t you know that when cows stay in the sun too long their milk ferments and turns into cottage cheese. it’s scientifically proven.
now in russia it is different. it is so cold that the milk comes out as a white russian. also scientifically proven.
ps: nice blog
schaumi – thanks for those scientific facts – they answer a lot of my questions. I also guess that cows in hot climates can be used as big hairy espresso machines because they can produce hot steamed milk on a whim.
Hey, great blog. I’m looking foward to reading more of your posts! Take the time to check out my blog – spektacular.blogspot.com.
Blog ya Later! =)
Spek
Thanks Spek.
hey there! just stumbled across your wee blog and im loving it! although its a few days later im proud to say i enjoyed st patties greatly and wore green all day! although the guiness was a bit to warm for my liking… damn australia!
also happy belated birthday. another fact for you, brown cows make chocolate milk. 
in my experiance anyways.
thumbtack
What an amzing perception of life you have. It’s always good to know there are people out there who think the way you do, and also people who can look at the world and enjoy the small things- like the images you’ve captured. I have a blogg out there somewhere, nothing like yours, but it’s still another “view”.
Kepp up the creativity, keep thinking about the cows.
thumbtack – chocolate milk – yes, hadn’t thought of that.
mich – thanks.
GASP! Bermuda has cows!
Paul
If a cow laughed, would milk come out its nose?
Great shot. Is thinking good for you ?
. Beware the killer cows … http://southwestcoastpath.blogspot.com/2006/02/cows_13.html
hey, your blog is very interesting,
thanks.
*// open your mind \\*
Very nice blog, love the cow pic!
do the cows know they are in Bermuda?
more importantly, do cows know how delicious they are…
Thank you again for the post, for the photo, have you realized that you keep amazing people all over the world? You have us thinking about cows. And it’s always beautiful that instead of getting bored of all the times people say “great blog” you always answer them and say thank you. Again, thanks for sharing your mind with the world.
Samantha – if cows laughed they would probably set up a cheese-making company. Oh, they did that already…
Jasp/conticinio – thanks for the comments and the killer cow.
Jim/db – I think they know they are in Bermuda. As for being delicious, wasn’t that the root cause for BSE in the first place?
Carol – thanks – I just like sharing my sometimes crazy thought processes with whoever cares to read them!
Great questions. I find myself pondering issues of the aimless variety on planes.
Hee Hee This post reminds me of the fist poem I ever mimorized (I think I was 4 or 5) Here goes…
I never saw a purple cow
I never hope to see one
ButI can tell you anyhow
I’d rather see, than be one
mini driver – if I saw a purple cow I’d hoof it !
Thanks for the interesting info
tq,
Reminds me of the old Scottish joke …
Guy is looking into a bakery window, likes what he sees, goes inside and says to the baker…
Is that a pound cake in the window or a Meringue ?
The baker looks at him and replies…
No, you’re right, it’s a pound cake.
Cheers,
GdV.
GdV – LOL, had not heard that one. Greetings from the Rock Island end.