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To: Gary Jacobs who wrote (30806)	11/6/1998 8:12:00 PM
From: Moosie	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 50264

During the summer I was visiting a friend of mine who has a small farm and raises beef cattle. We were standing in front of the pole barn chatting when this cow he had named Jane (of all things), comes over and pushes her nose against my leg, so I gave her a friendly pat and Scott and I moved over a bit towards the rail to get out of her way( my buddie's getting a funny twinkle in his eye ), now remember this is cow country and them cows ain't pets they're just money on the hoof. Me being the city slicker that I am, I'm being very careful about where I'm stepping cause it's looking in the cowpen like this thread after a friday of fun~n~games. Soon as I'm turned away Jane's over pushing on my leg again and sure enough I put my foot right in a big fresh pile. Oh Sh*t I say, because thats what it was, so I give her a pat and move over to the rail because Scott is doing something to the tractor and I felt I should help by advising him on the proper way of doing it....... so here I am with my back to the cows, the tractor is making a deafing sound(kinda like a Zebra with too much to say)when this damn cow named Jane, who was just being friendly, has decided to lean her entire weight against me, pinning me to the rails, looking right at me and I swear it, the cow was smiling. YIKES. Finally Scott noticed my predicament and freed me from this damn cow named Jane. Actually everything worked out pretty good in the end, because the reason I went to the farm in the first place was to pick out a cow to get butchered. I bet you can guess who I picked. moosie p.s. I had steak for dinner tonight