We stopped for breakfast today and I decided to give Mr. C. Cow the chance to take pictures for the postcards we send to you all. It took a few minutes to explain to him how the camera worked. While trying to explain to him how to turn the flash on he kept taking pictures of his eyeballs. When he figured out how to turn the flash on he kept taking pictures of my eyeballs. After begging him to stop flashing my eyes I, blindly, explained to him how the camera worked. His excitement at being giving the opportunity to take “artistic postcard photos” (as he called it) he was happy to snap away. While Mr. C. Cow flitted around with the camera I was able to both regain my eyesight and have pancakes.
Mr. C. Cow picked out two of his favorite photos to share with all of you as postcards today. We weeded out the ones that were photos of his hoofs, random blurry sky shots, and ones that involved up close photos of scrambled eggs. I’ll let Mr. C. Cow take over and tell you all about his “artistic postcards”.
Postcards by Mr. C. Cow
Postcard #1: Tipsy Eats Breakfast
This postcard should make you feel like you’re spying a friend who is just gotten a plate of food at the local restaurant. You see them through the window and think “I could really go for something breakfasty!”. They don’t see you so this gives you the chance to lick the window in anticipation of food.
Postcard #2: Birdies Gotta Bird
This postcard portrays the plight of the crow looking for breakfast. Stopped at the door of the restaurant because they have no money. Understandable since birds are not born with built in pockets to hold their money. See the sadness on the birds face? “I want breakfast but I can’t fly with a wallet in my beak.”. Don’t worry! When Tipsy wasn’t looking I “borrowed” one of her pancakes and gave it to the crow.
Thank you! (Bows)
Mr. C. Cow
This explains a few things I was feeling as I was eating my breakfast. I felt that someone was spying on me while I was eating my pancakes. Take a bite out of my food and see something out of the corner of my eye flashing. Look and nothing but a weird wet marks on the window next to me. We’re going to need to discuss the reason why we don’t lick windows. I also now feel kinda bad as I accused the waitstaff of shorting me a pancake. At least a hungry crow got some food.
I think I’ll have to let Mr. C. Cow take some of his “artistic postcards” again in the future. He’s starting to get the hang of it so, I am assuming, his photos will just look better and better. After breakfast he did go buy a weird hat that he said gave him “inspiration for photo taking” so I’m now forced into it. I’m not complaining. I just hope he stops taking “spy pictures”.
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