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Saturday, July 14, 2007


I am responding to a really old post on your blog, Dave, but I am here to tell you that The Running of the Cows will not be any less... um... adrenaline-pumping than the Running of the Bulls. Anyone who is picturing a herd of sedate Daisy Belles sauntering placidly through the public square has never been face-to-face with an angry cow.

But I have, and I lived to tell the tale for the simple reason that I can run really really fast when an enraged, horn-bedecked beast is chasing me with unbelievable speed and deadly intent. Even more important, even as a teenager I had the presence of mind to ignore a man (my father) who exhorted, "Block her off! Stop her!" while perched safely on a tractor.

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