When I was a child, I really wanted to have a cow. Not "have a cow" as in "throw a temper tantrum," but I wanted a real live cow. Milk was (and still is) a favorite beverage and I thought it would be so convenient to have our own right in the back yard. It seemed big enough. We lived in a semi-rural area and I saw cows on the way to school every day, so it didn't seem that unreasonable. My parents did not agree. While I never did get my real live cow, I have been gifted things like cow slippers, a cow clock, etc. Finally this past Christmas, I got my cow. It's probably not far from life-sized for a calf, at least. You can see that geodog "K" is not quite sure what to make of it:
At any rate, now you can see why, when I saw today's California puzzle, I had to feature it in honor of:
My cow, Your cow, What cow ?
Tomorrow we'll be in Australia.