Please leave your answers in the comments because as desperately as I would like to relate this post to writing or books, and as neck-deep in revisions as I am at this moment, and as recently as I have been quite close to some Holsteins---even I don't know the answer.
I just wanted to post this picture from my recent trip to Tennessee.
All that's missing is my devilish laugh.
Oh, wait! I thought of something bookish: Click, Clack, Moo: Cows that Type.
But you can do better. How, I ask you again, are revisions like being kissed by a cow?
