Bridget and Nova had known each other for about a week when she was driving home along back roads. She spotted a field of cows, no farmhouse, no people around. And so she decided to stop. She turned on her hazards and started looking for a place to enter the pasture. It was covered in barbed wire. She thought about getting a blanket to protect her hands, when she noticed a gate. It wasn't even locked. She went and pushed it open, walking into the cow's pasture. They all looked up at her. Some of them started mooing, others turned their backs and walked away. She moved into the center of the pasture and sat down. A few cows came closer to her, to check her out. Others ignored her. One came very, very close to her, curiously looking and sniffing. She didn't dare try to touch it. She
took a picture
that she would later share with a highly amused Nova. Then she slowly stood up and walked back to her car.