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This is an old bit of writing from the days when I was still nervous about farm animals. I’ve done a bit of the digital remastering because I was never really happy with it and I thought that while I was fiddling about I would change the subject from a pig to a cow, thus meeting the dictates of this week’s Inspiration Point. So you’d better read it because if you don’t I’ll set James MacGuigan on you.

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