Holstein
“Sweetie, you know I’ve wanted to to add a lawn ornament?”
“Yes, I know you have.”
“Well, I’ve found just what I’ve been looking for!”
“You know I don’t like any of that stuff. Such a cliche.”
“But this is different; unique …”
“Let me guess. A blue flamingo instead of pink one? An old lady, bending over her garden, not wearing bloomers? A tall, skinny gnome?”
“No, no, no. I’m serious!”
“What is it?”
“A cow.”
“A cow?!”
“Yes! A Holstein.”
“A cow? You mean like the Horvaard’s grazing deer? Don’t TELL me it’s life-size.”
“Oh no. It’s not life-size.”