Welcome to the weirdest day of my enitre life. Today we took a field trip with dad to Kitali about 2 hours away. The day started out great as We visited our freind Pastor Charles and his family at thier home. The day soon took a turn for the worse when we headed to the Nature Sancturary for the big event. All dad had told us about the day was that we would walk beautiful nature trails, and see thedisablied animals. We were all stoked, thinking that meant baby tigers with broken arms. Things like nursing injured African wildlife back to life. Typically not my thing but I was still excited!
The Team with Dad!
THIS WAS NOT THE CASE. When he said disabled, Dad should have said mutant. After the trails which did in fact hold up to be beautiful, we entered the field of horror. Our tour guide grabbed a long stick and began pointing mutations out on every animal. Now let me be clear there was not a signle African animal on site. It was all your standard farm animals, cows, goats, sheep,(which i didnt even know was different from a goat) and a few donkeys. Each one with a different mutation from dwarf legs, to missing tales, hooves that never fully grew so they clank together like clapping hands coming out of their butts. Sheep with knobbed knees so bad they crawl on their front legs. The pointing stick our guide picked up was to point out every single deformity like it was completly normal. Cows with male parts on top of thier backs and missing other parts. I mean truely the most strange encounter of my life.
Dwarf Cow…yes this is a real thing!!!
Thier were two big spectalces of the day. The first being a big black cow that had 3 eyes, 4 horns and a cleft lip. What?? where the heck do they even get these and why did I drive two hours and pay to get in, to walk with these things in the middle of a field in the middle of Africa? In my confusion/hysterical laughter about the situation at hand, I go on a chase of the big black cow to get a close up picture. Thinking, no one is going to belive this is what my day really turned into. Now if you know me,you know I dont run, but for this I did. I wasnt about to miss a picture of this cow and wouldnt you know I fall straight into a huge pile of what im still pretending to be mud? My feet are completly covered as well as the entire back of my skirt. My team of course is dying laughing behind me as im shouting all this for a freaking cow, really?
This Guy!
So as i kindly ask the guide if there is somewhere I can wash off he tells me yes, but we must see the best site of the day first. Oh Okay Sire, let me sit in this cow poop and continue on this amazing tour your giving us to see what? Well the days big event urned out to be that a few hours before the one horse-cow on the farm had a baby. YEA?? First of all what the crap is a horse-cow? Surely he made that up, and second it was allowed to make a baby, thus adding to this disturbing place? Whoever approved that should clearly be fired. Anyway as we go to see the horse-cow baby our guide way to late yells back to tell us to watch out for the after-birth blood bath that has completely taken over that part of the field. That is when i had to throw in the towel and could no longer handle the "tour". In conclusion, I have already always know this but this day reconfirmed that I will NEVER,EVER work or live or have anything to do with a farm for as long as I live. Keep me in the city with my normal litte house dog where the strangest thing that could happen is when she doesnt wear her Mizzou Basketball Jersey, thanks!
No this is not the pregnant Cow-Horse, this is just your standard cow with a Huge tumor!
