The funny thing about cows is that no matter what you do to them, they are still cows. It is like when people add all kinds of fancy extras to a crappy car. It is still a crappy car. You aren’t fooling anybody. A cow with the wings of an eagle, even if it can soar like an eagle and hover like a hummingbird, is still hard to take too seriously.
Although now that I think about it, you would probably start to take them seriously the first time they pooped on your car… or your head.
Perhaps if they had the wings of a slightly more sinister creature… a creature of the night…
Okay. That helped a little. But not much.
So there is really no sense in me wasting time putting cows in the mutant making machine. I was going to try a cow with a long giraffe neck, but since they eat grass, which is never that far off the ground, that would just be silly…
And as for fancy camouflage…
“You can’t see me.”
Uhhhh… yes we can.
Pouring My Art Out 
Can you stop now?
Not yet… I already loaded Photoshop up with cow pictures. These things take on a life of their own. Think of it as a break, if that helps. Just don’t forget to come back when it is over.
‘Fraid I’m hooked…as in former dairy wife person…in another life. Black and whites (other wise known as Holsteins) and Brown Swiss…soft spot then…and now.
Please don’t tell everyone else. Let’s keep this “shit shoveler” bit to ourselves. Ok with you?
Your secret is safe with me.
I think I love you.
April Fools……
oh man…
You could make one with Dumbo ears that would fly…
I might have already beat the flying cow thing to death. But maybe…