Jeneric Jeneralities ~ by JenIG
January 19th, 2006
Cows With a Purpose

Today I saw something that made me oddly
happy.  I was driving to get my hair cut and on the way I saw two
young cows — a black one and a brown one – racing each other in a
field. Racing Cows. They looked like they were having fun.  I
always wonder about cows.  Sometimes I wonder if I'd prefer to be
a cow.  I mean, they don't seem to have any anxiety about the fact
that all they do is stand around and eat grass.  That's all they
do. Every day.  No goals, no deadlines, no responsibility, no
dreams, no disappointments; do they ever get bored? I suspect they
don't.  Their lives are just blissfully simple and relatively easy
until they make their way to my dinner table.  I have no idea why
it made me happy to see those two cows having fun. It makes no sense
what so ever.  But it did. 

By the way, my hair turned out pretty badly, which was a nice surprise.
Looking like an idiot has always been a very practical way to stave off
the sin of vanity.

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  1. quietcajun said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 11:18 am

    Reminds me of an old song!

    Would you like to swing on a star?

    Carry moonbeams home in a jar?

    And be better off than you are?

    Or would you rather be a… COW?

    (Better become vegan… FAST!) 🙂

  2. Momwtrmn said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 12:08 pm

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    Racing cows. Love it. God has such a sense of humor. Just look at giraffes. And the platypus… it’s like He made a collage and gave it life! But racing cows! Very cool!

    Last time I got my vanity shunted through a bad hair cut, I recognized it as a lesson… and cried. LOL. Your perspective is so refreshing!

    Many blessings!


  3. sagerats said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 12:28 pm

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    Cows are kind of neat. Much better than garbanzo beans. There used to be a Christian Rock Band called Frolic Like a Heifer. They weren’t very good in my oppinion.

    Please take a moment to go over to my blog and enter my homeschool blogger poll. I am creating a profile of, well, ahem, homeschool bloggers. There is really nice prize drawing for those who enter. Please let your friends know as the more people who enter their comments the better the poll results will be. Thank you!

    Abiding in the Vine!

  4. TC said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 1:37 pm

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    Apparently, you never read that remarkable TRUE source of facts about cows, “The Far Side,” or you would know that cows are troubled by their inability to answer the phone, due to not having opposable thumbs.

  5. KarenW said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 2:04 pm

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    Maybe they were running for their lives!

  6. drewsfamilytx said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 2:19 pm

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    I’m giving all of my boys a haircut tonight. You can come over and I can just throw you in the assembly line…I promise it will be the most low maintenance haircut ever. Just think about it, okay?


    Marsha (who can’t quite think of a cleverly-cow-ish thing to say…I guess I’m udderly speechless at the moment)

  7. hiplvmom2 said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 2:41 pm

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    When you weren’t looking those cows jumped up and were enjoying Green Mint Chip Shakes!!! teeheehee

  8. Pattycake said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 2:45 pm

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    I personally love cows. I had a cow named after me once (the farm boy down the road thought I was cute). I also road one of their cows (I was a little kid) — Arlene — that cow was named after his mother. When we hung out in the heifer barn, and one of the cows would let go and pee, we all yelled “NIAGARA FALLS!!!” after a 3 stooges show. We used to play baseball in the cow field, using dried cow pies for the bases, and avoiding the fresh ones. Sound fun? Actually it was a blast, and a great, great, great stress reliever from public school!! I loved growing up next to a farm.

    Thanks for helping me remember great cow times …


  9. DandelionSeeds said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 2:45 pm

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    I’m not quite sure having my utterly teets (did I spell that correctly?a;lskdjfas;dlfj) pulled on constantly would be refreshing… however, for as often has I’ve nursed, maybe I wouldn’t notice. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm… Two is enough for me… can’t imagine having more than that………. now there’s a visual…



  10. JeninNB said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 3:35 pm

    yippy- yi- yayyyyyy……

    Cowwww Patty…….

    anybody remember that song? Maybe they were dancing…. 🙂

    Jen in NB

  11. DaisyChain said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 5:31 pm

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    True, cows don’t have goals, deadlines, bill, bad hair days……

    But then again they get turned into steaks and BigMacs when they’re 18 months old or so. OR they get big suction machine cups stuck to their udders a couple times a day. I think I’ll stick with bad hair days!

    JennMarie ; )

  12. asformeandmyhouse (no time to sign in) said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 6:26 pm

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    Yes, yes, cows – but, ew, they chew their cud! Ick. For that one reason alone I am thankful I am not a cow.

    By the way, have you any idea what kind of sound a baby cow makes in the middle of the night when it has lost its mother? Let’s just say, it is NOT Moo. Nothing even closely resembling moo. Something between a bomb drill siren and moo and your child, well mine, anyway, screaming because I told them for the fifth time today they could not have another candy cane.

    Baby cows are cute in the day. They sound like t-rex’s – or how I imagine they may have sounded anyway – in the middle of the dark night.


  13. mcrgintx said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 7:40 pm

    Kind of Reminds me of that commercial

    Of the happy cows in california.

    Maybe it’s all true…..

  14. sagerats said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 8:09 pm


    Thank you for taking a moment to post on my poll. Don’t forget to tell your friends.

    Lest we forget, without cows, this great country would not have the cowboy. I can’t imagine what my town’s high school mascot would be if they couldn’t be the cowboys! The Rattlers, or the Jackrabbits.

    Abiding in the Vine!

  15. CAgirlwithasoutherndrawl said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 9:13 pm


    I did not even notice that you had your hair cut.





    I hate it when I get my hair cut and Mark says “You can’t even tell.”

    So I guess that I can say that it actually looks good because I have always liked your hair.

  16. Bek said,

    on January 19th, 2006 at 9:46 pm

    please know

    “i can see their eyes and i can hear them breathing, but they don’t speak english.” there was a special on 20/20 (one of those news shows) a while back that has me deathly terrified of cows now. long story short, if you get caught in a cow pasture in a blizzard, while high on meth, the cows will not help you. good reason to stay off meth 🙂

  17. MySmokyMtnHomeschool said,

    on January 20th, 2006 at 12:46 am

    You know what cows always say…


  18. Jammie said,

    on January 20th, 2006 at 2:10 am

    one question

    do cows eat caramel? is that why they chew constantly?

  19. Confessor said,

    on January 20th, 2006 at 8:59 am

    Vanity problem solved

    I have a one word solution to your potential vanity problem: FlowBee!

  20. Anonymous said,

    on January 20th, 2006 at 9:24 am

    Cow Tails

    I like cows. Especially since, because of them, my hubby has a job! But I would NEVER want to be a cow. They do more than just eat grass. Here are some realities of cows that may show you how LUCKY you are!

    ~Cows eat regurgitated food (their cud). How would YOU like to eat your own throw up?

    ~Have you ever seen a cow give birth with ‘help’? No c-sections or pain meds…just a big METAL CHAIN they hook on the calf and pull on! Enough said.

    ~Speaking of calves…not all, but many are taken away from their Mama shortly after birth. How would you like to work so hard with labor and delivery, just to have your wee one taken away?

    ~Horses are spoiled and are often given nice little blankets to wear in winter to keep the chill off. Or visors to keep the flies out of their eyes. Now, have you ever seen a COW pampered in such a way? They must be positively green with envy…

    ~Being interrupted right in the middle of what you are doing twice a day to be pushed in a cramped steel stall and attached to a big ‘ole sucking machine. Now that sounds fun. Especially since you get nothing in return but a slap on the butt.

    I am ever thankful for the cows and ever thankful I am not one of them! 😉

    Rebecca (

  21. lynan said,

    on January 20th, 2006 at 4:31 pm

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    Love those dancing cows!!!

    Post a picture of the hair, huh?

  22. Sam Freedom said,

    on February 12th, 2006 at 3:50 pm

    But You Are a Cow

    Or a sheep if you prefer. Aren’t we always referred to as God’s flock? I think it’s interesting that people never quite wonder exactly why we are here, that maybe we produce some kind of milk for our Creator…after all, we sure waste a lot of energy thinking thoughts and feeling feelings that, to a Higher Being, might seem almost ridiculous.

    Just a thought…

    Now, I’ll Race ya!

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