Cows...

Cows. Cows are my favorite animal and I love them. My uncle owns a farm in DeRuyter and I love going there. Although I never visit the barn, I see them from a far and love the smell of cow manure. My dad use to be a security guard at the barn over at Cornell. I would visit every weekend and hit up the stalls. I would go to the pens where the calves were and have them lick my hand, what a cool experience, feels like sand paper. Once when I went over there I got to feed a calf with a bottle and I was so excited. I grabbed the bottle and the cow came rushing forward and jumped up on me, I was thinking that was going to be my last day on earth, but what better way to go then by being attacked by a baby cow, come to find out I was just being over dramatic like always. Anyway my all out dream is to move to Alabama, meet a nice country boy, who is a farmer. Well he doesn't have to be a farmer because I don't really think I would like to do all the barn chores, which I would probably not have to do, but still. I would like to either live on a farm, have one of my husband’s family members own a farm, or maybe just live by one where when I wake up I can just look across the road and see them roaming the fields. I want to be able to wake up every morning and smell cow manure and see cows because that would start my day off and it would be great. 

Is this a crazy, wild dream of mine, maybe, but you might as well dream big and live your life to the fullest because you only live once so live how you have dreamed to live, work hard for what you want, and don't let anyone change your mind.