Our Cow, Moo

Today was a beautiful day for nature study.  The warm sun was a welcomed treat after the last few weeks of really cold weather.  The bright blue sky, streaked with wispy cirrus clouds, beckoned us to linger outdoors and enjoy this spring like day.

We chose Moo, our angus cow, as the next point of interest in our study of mammals.  Her black fuzzy coat felt especially warm;  her leathery nose was slippery and wet.  She had a curiosity about her that made us laugh.  We noticed that her teeth were very clean;  "cleaner than mine", says Jake.  (How funny?!)  Madison was intrigued by Moo's long tongue which "she uses to clean out her nose". (I love how kids just tell it like it is.)  And so, after a photo session with our beloved bovine, we headed back indoors to make our journal entries.  We also began our list of mammals in our journals:  dog, cat, and cow.

Moo

Proof of her curiosity!

The Moo-Cow-Moo

Edmund Vance Cooke

My Pa held me up to the moo-cow-moo

So close I could almost touch:

An' I fed him a couple of times or two

An' I wasn't a 'fraid-cat much.

But, ef my Pa goes into the house

An' ef my Mamma goes too, 

I jest keep still like a little mouse 

'Cause the moo-cow-moo might moo!

The moo-cow-moo has a tail like a rope, 

An' it's ravelled down where it grows,

An' it's jest like feelin' a piece of soap

All over the moo-cow's nose.  

The moo-cow-moo has lots of fun

Jest swingin' its tail about,

But ef he opens his mouth, I run

'Cause that's where the moo comes out.

The moo-cow-moo has deers on its head 

An' his eyes bog out of their place:

An' the nose of the moo-cow-moo is spread 

All over the end of his face.

An' his feet is nothing but finger-nails

An' his momma don't keep them cut

An' he gives folks milk in water-pails

Ef he don't keep his handles shut.

'Cause ef you or me pulls them handles, why

The moo-cow-moo says it hurts,

But our hired man he sets close by

An' squirts an' squirts an' squirts.