Wednesday, September 15, 2010
A Small Betrayal
So we had a little sit-down talk, FarmWife and I, and it turns out that this big-eyed cow, Dahlia, likes to have her back scratched. LOVES to have her back scratched, in fact. Gallops gleefully up for a back scratch, closes her eyes in blissful contentment, stretches her bovine bulk into a sinewy conduit of pure tactile pleasure for a back scratch. I, on the other hand, tolerate light currying out of obligation and wrinkle my nose at any sort of vigorous massage south of the ears.
So, in the morning, off she'll go again to the cow pasture. She'll come home with hair on her shirt, dirt under her fingernails, and the unmistakable air of a woman who just made some animal very, very happy. I will accept her back, and love her anyway, because it is the bigness of her heart that makes her do it.