Friday, December 23, 2005

In the Road Again

I had to laugh. More signs of community: When the mailman knows your milk cow. And not only that, but will drive up your badly rutted road just to let you know she is out and in the road (in estrus she was desperately seeking a bull, any bull). And not only that, but when he leaves from telling you, actually drives backwards on his route to check her and make sure she is out of the road and in a yard until you can walk down there to get her.

Definite cyber hugs to the mailman. Who is also a musician.


madcapmum said...

Poor cow. There have been times... well, I'm not going to go into that. You have a noble mailman rescuing bovine damsels in distress.

Jim said...


I was a mailman for 30 years, and the goods ones are like that, they care about the people whose mail they deliver every day. I watched kids on my route grow up to have families of their own and you can't help but feel like part of those families. Here's a toast to you and yours GG, and to your thoughtful mailman too, I'm glad you appreciate him.



Walter Jeffries said...

*grin* That's service! Our mailman, er, woman, gave us two geese. She is trying to convince her husband it would be okay if she gets some guineas from her. He is doubtful... He's heard them. :)

Merry Christmas!

Sugar Mountain Farm
in Vermont