MORE THAN ONE WAY TO SKIN A CAT
In reading W. Phillip Keller’s book Wonder O’ The Wind I was reminded of one of my favorite old stories I first heard back in the sixties during my Quaker days. Keller tells it this way: An aged Quaker owned a beautiful Ayrshire cow whom he loved to milk at the end of his daily chores. One evening she became rather cantankerous. First she flicked her tail around her owner’s face. Then she kicked the bucket a bit. In patient tenderness he gently moved her leg back and went on milking, never uttering a single complaint. Bye and bye she stomped her feet angrily and plunged one hoof right in the pail, upsetting most of the milk on the floor. Quietly the old farmer, without anger or oaths, stood up and set his milking stool against the wall. Walking around her he stood facing his friend. Firmly he took her two shapely horns in his strong,…
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