It was visiting Ireland years ago. We stopped the car in the coutry road and I walked toward fence to take a look at a group of cows in the field. When I arrived at the fence, cows all turned their heads noticing me standing there. After a moment, one of the cows walked slowly toward me to check me out. Then he/she stood just like this to look at me. How peculiar that cow was! If you look at the face, there was some warm curiousness in the eyes.
somehow, I thought of a book, “Wild Sheep Chase” by Haruki Murakami.