You may remember the poor cow story I told you a couple of
weeks ago. So many people have asked about the cow. Those who didn’t read about
it, my friend saw a cow laying in a field. Her calf was next to her. The cow
looked ill. My friend went back the next day the cow was laying in the same
place. A couple of days later after my friend tried all sorts to find the farmer
who the cow belonged to and failed, she tried to call the RSPCA and she couldn’t
even get through to them. Sadly, that doesn’t surprise me. I have contacted
them before too and I got through, but they didn’t want to help a poor dog that
was in our old neighbourhood where we used to live. She contacted the Vegan
society and the council as well as the local park keeper near where the cow is.
Well the next couple of days went by. She went back to see
her cow this is after she had taken her hay and got buckets of water from the near
by river. Travelling through mud to get it bless her.
She was in distress on her last day to the field, the cow
was laying down, all the other cows were in the shade under trees and her baby
calf was looking really unwell. The poor cow was trying to protect her calf
from my friend by putting it under her head as she still lay on the ground. My friend
took the number down that was written in her ear and again tried to report it
but without luck.
A couple of days ago she went back to the field. A car full
of hay and she was really upset as the cow was missing but the good news was as
were all the other cows.
My friend was now on a mission to see what happened to her
cow. Long story short, she got talking to someone who thought she had seen them
in a different field. So today she went looking and she can’t be sure but she
thinks she has found her cow. But because a few of them were laying down, she
couldn’t get close to them as she could only get so close to the other one
because the cow couldn’t walk so it couldn’t chase her… she’s going back
tomorrow to see if she can find it hoping the other cows won’t be laying down
I think if the farmer is keeping it alive, it will be just
enough time to feed the calf. And then poor thing will be made into mincemeat.
The same person who is helping this cow will also eat beef. I
guess she doesn’t want the animal to suffer for longer than what it will take
for a farmer to end its life. having said that the cows really do suffer, just
meat eaters don’t like to think of what really happens to them.
I’m writing this whilst watching a program where the
interviewer is talking to our two possible future Prime Ministers. Who will it
be? They are both awful but Jeremy wants to encourage fox hunting and he is
pathetic as a person. Where as Boris is a wild fire. Gerry Hunt couldn’t fight
his way out of a paper bag. No way he will get the UK out of Europe. He wouldn’t
even be able to get himself out of a shopping centre.
He is as fake as silicone breast implants! His favourite
saying is. “Let me tell you this.””” And many more phrases that will buy him
time to think of his answers. Oh, Hunt is awful. Boris is very fiery. He is not
at all charismatic. I love our now PM Mrs May, but she is too polite to be in
charge of nasty businesspeople from around the world and two-faced MP’s. Where
as Boris can handle those people but he is also the kind of person to take us
to war. So, we are stuffed. But if I had to pick. It would be blazing Boris who
is very much like President Trump…
Tomorrow our friend is coming for the weekend. It will be
lovely to see her.
To dear friends from Northumberland, you know who you are, I’m
so sorry for your news today. I hurt for you.
Happy birthday to my friend Philomena and if it’s your
birthday today, happy birthday to you too.
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