Divine Bovine

This morning I went to the dairy farm for milk and I went out back to peek into the maternity barn to see if there were any new arrivals. The cows all looked at me with steam rising from their nostrils as they chewed their breakfast hay in the sun. A few icicles hung off their snouts. I'd love to live directly above them, their huge bodies providing warmth. There would be the issue of smell but maybe my bread baking could counter the aroma.