A Minor Misunderstanding.

When I was walking down the garden path earlier, I saw one of the cows in the field on the other side of the lane watching me. I did what I always do: I waved to her. And she waved back. She lifted her tail high in the air and flicked it from side to side.

‘Whoo,’ I thought, ‘I really am starting to connect with the animals these days.’

But then she proceeded to spray lashings of urine around the place, so maybe she wasn’t waving after all. In fact...