Holy Cow! Some photos for my father in law.

text and images britt-arnhild

When I was newly wed, we were spending the summer with my parents in law south in Norway. They took us around, wanting to show me everything, something I loved.
One day we had been driving up in the hills, and on our way down the road was blocked by cattles.

Terje and father in law opened the doors to go out to chase them, but I stopped Terje "No, please, don´t go out. What if the cows are dangerous!"
So father in law went out alone and peacefully chased the cows.

I have been teased for this ever since.........my fear of cows, and my not letting Terje go out but with no worries for my dear father in law.

 

When father in law heard that I was going to India, the first thing he said to Terje was:
"But isn´t that where the cows are walking in the streets?"

Well, yes, it is.
The cows are everywhere,
and I have no father in law to save me.......

Lucily, I have survived.....

.....so far!