I went for a walk today, along the road where I grew up. It was delightful. My neighbor's cows, whom I've named Claude and Édouard, were especially friendly today and they kept licking my hand when I stopped to pet them. I never knew this, but cow tongues are surprisingly rough and abrasive and strong. Almost painfully so. Later, when I got up to leave, the cows followed me all the way to the end of their enclosure.
I'll be paying them another visit very soon.
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