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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Brown (11/26/09)

TITLE: The Cow That Took Walks
By Deborah Caruso


Every morning as I headed out for my morning walk, my path took me around a cow pasture that sat right in front of my house, and as I would make my way around it, I could see all of their solemn black faces looking in my direction. I seemed to be an odd distraction from their continual grazing. I had gotten used to having these forty black eyes staring me down everyday as I walked and meditated on all the subtle beauties of Godís creation.

They all looked quite satisfied standing there in their green pastures, lined with a rough, barbwire fence. A fence that had been overtaken by autumnís bare bushes and a good place for Godís vibrant Blue Jays and Cardinals to land just long enough to add some color to the scene. All of the black cows would simply take a break from their grazing to examine me, but the brown cow seemed to be in a world all her own. She was not content with merely staring me down; she always wanted to join me.

She was a very unusual cow; to say the least, one time I saw her chase a flock of birds that had disappeared into the tall pasture. When they all soared up into the limitless, blue skies above, I watched that cow look longingly up at them, and it seemed to me she was longing for the same ability to break free from her rural prison.

It always amazed me how a little bit of metal could keep such a hefty animal at bay, and how she would follow me all around to where that barbwire fence would end. When I would continue on, I knew she watched me as I walked away, and that she looked at me as she looked at the birds that had flown away, and she would have no other option but to wait for my return. After walking a good half a mile up the road, I would turn around, and go back. The cow would always be standing in the very same place where I left her, waiting to finish our walk.

One day, I ran into the farmer of the cow pasture, and I asked him about this curious brown cow. He told me that the cowís name was Elsie and how he had bought her from a farm in Idaho State. He told me that I looked amazingly similar to old Mrs. Drew that he bought the cow from. Mrs. Drew had come down with the fever and had no choice but to sell her farm and all her property. He said he would never forget the look on her tear-drenched face when he drove away with her beloved Elsie. He said that when he stopped in at the country store for lunch that day, some of the men hanging out there told him of the strange relationship between the cow and Mrs. Drew. They told him that the woman had actually taken that cow everywhere she went. She took the cow to the neighbors whenever she went visiting and she took the cow to church whenever she went worshipping, of course, she tied it up outside.

Ever since that day, I had a deeper appreciation for the friendly brown cow that joined me on my daily walks, and I knew that even though she was penned up on the outside, the freedom she once knew could never really be taken away from her.

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Mildred Sheldon12/04/09
Thank you for sharing this lovely story. Some say animals are dumb but I firmly disagree. They may not talk in language we understand but they have a 6th sense which is amazing.
Jean Beier12/04/09
This story touched my heart. Thank you for sharing. Keep writing.