That cow that eats rubbish is fatter than the cows that eat grass in my village.

I can see you’re a man of the cold climate; it’s always about 30 degrees here.

I wonder if those boys decided on their own to take part in spiritual rituals or if they simply do it to keep up the tradition; we’ll never know.

Animals are very clever; I’m sure the dogs lie down in high places to feel safer from ground pollution.

I’d love to see those monkeys that watch you in the mornings, and I hope the cat doesn’t miss you too much now that you’ve gone. Hive account@x-rain 😉