As I drove down Monday morning, I looked over at a passing farm and notice a few large brown cows in a small pen. Some really really big brown cows. Those aren’t cows they’re bison. I don’t know if you have ever seen a bison but they are huge, way bigger than cows. The thing that struck me was how short the fence that enclosed them was. It barely came to their knees. They could bust right through that thing.

A few more miles down the road, I saw a horse. That doesn’t sound strange right. Lots of people have horses out in the country. This one caught my eye because it was standing right beside the road chewing on the grass. It was saddled at the reins were hanging around its head. I slowed down a lot and looked around for the rider. Maybe they had been thrown and fallen into a ditch. I didn’t see anybody and the horse was near a house. Perhaps the rider had just stepped into the house for a bit. I guess I will never know.