Where have you gone, when with you eyes closed, you forget the world?
After the break, they only had to milk Agustina, a dark brown cow, and Ramona, black on the outside and black with, the virtual queen of bad temper, always disagreeing with the way things were done. Once the milking was done, it was then the boy’s responsibility to take the cows out to the meadow, where a day of peaceful grazing awaited, while they thought out the thoughts that must surely go by, a cow’s mind, while it chews.
Occasionally he quietly watched them and this question would spring to his mind: What is Lencha thinking about? Look at her, how she spends the day, peacefully under the sun and without hardly moving. Could it be that when she’s dozing in the shade under those trees, she dreams of when she was a calf, or maybe with her boyfriend, that huge black bull that come to visit her sometimes? Oh my, Lencha, I feel sorry for you, the same happens to me when I think of Camila, and still, I feel liking going down to pay her a visit…
For that particular task, he could always count on Juana’s help, a dog with no breed, or perhaps, with many of them in her blood. She knew her job perfectly well and had been performing it since Magnifico was still a toddler, busily learning the complicated art of walking.