Cows? What cows?

I've started carrying my camera around with me, which explains the more chatty, "here's what I'm doing" nature of my blog these days. Perhaps one day soon I will have an original thought.

In the meantime, I'm doing the doting pet-owner thing. I have an Australian Cattle Dog named Keeper, a shelter dog who has become less nervous over time. I found a trail near my new apartment where there was significant physical evidence that cows are sometimes present. Keeper was thrilled to roll in the cow pies and I thought, "Hey! Innate cattle herding ability! What would happen if..."

We went this morning when cows were present.

 
 
 
 

He still rolled in the cow pies though.