There are trashpiles on random corners on the city streets. You will often see cows standing and eating out of the trash piles. This was a puzzelment to me. What could possibly be in a human trash pile that a cow would eat? I had this thought. Local children go to school and the teacher asks them, "What do cows eat?". In America, every pre-schooler knows the answer is grass...but not in India! I'm sure their answer would have to be, "Trash".
I'm pretty sure it is a religious thing, but there are some cows that get dressed up. They are decorated and dressed and paraded through the streets on a rope. Chase calls them Indian cows. There was one such fellow and his cow that would come down our street in the early morning hours. He was carrying a crazy loud horn with which he would "make music". We would be awakened by his call many mornings.
Ajay does not like the deep "me-ee-hr" of the cow. He is not afraid of the cows themselves, just of their sound. He doesn't even like for his daddy to make the sound. If you ask him how a cow goes, he gets a fearfull look in his eyes and says, "No". This is too bad for a child being raised in a part of the world where cows roam (and mehr) freely!!
On occasion you will see something other than a cow - it is rare to see a horse or donkey or goat, but it happens.
Thank you, America, for keeping your cows on the farm and feeding them grass (or whatever)!
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