Our moovelous neighbor.

We went out to take a walk together as a family in our neighborhood and this friendly guy was hanging outside our gate. This is a daily occurrence as the guys who run the little “farm” down the road open up the gates and let them roam around the area. It’s fun to see about 30 cows all chillin’ out in the streets…but no fun having to dodge their feces bombs. “No Asher, don’t pick up that¬†dirt.” ¬†Also, if it’s trash day, you can’t just leave the trash cans out as the cows are smart enough to open them and feast…and leave a mess in the wake.

And we’re finally getting used to their moo calls waking us up in the morning (along with the roosters and barking dogs).

Another aspect of life in the D.R.

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