As I was running this morning, I thought to myself: how strange and unlikely that I now live and work in a location where I am in proximity to more large animals than to small animals. (I have two small animals myself, but cattle really are a big part of my life these days. This seems strange, since I work in a Liberal Arts college and not Animal Sciences–strange but not unwelcome. The big animals I run into (and next to) are penned or fenced, and well under control. The animals I encounter aren’t part of big agribusiness, but are clearly free-range herds under the care of a small farm.
(Sorry for the craptastic photos–they were taken literally on the run with a cell-phone camera. I wanted to get one that showed the mountains in the background, but the light and the cattle weren’t cooperating. Besides the fact of my craptastic cell-phone camera! But those of you who know me probably know me well enough to know that a new phone or digital camera is not going to be a priority on my Christmas list.)