When I grow up and me and my brother made a gazillion with whatever we end up doing, designing or just plain selling, I would like to retire early. I can just imagine a little thatched roof cottage with a wobbly chimney, green doors a small red tractor. Totally surrounded by heaps of land and my favorite animals ever: Scottish Highlanders. They are such incredible creatures. They have this rural roughness and yet they look ever so cuddly. They're basically the Hugh Jackmans among the cows.
When I was a little girl, me and my family would spend loads of summers on a campsite in the south of the country. We would go for long walks and we always passed this big field full of these beauties. Ever since I saw them for the first time I was so impressed (or maybe scared even) by these animals. But after a couple of sightings my uncle persuaded me to go and try to pet the one closest to the fence. I stuck out my hand and the cow tried to swallow it. It was love instantly, haha. If I ever get my cows, I will name the first one Albert in his memory.
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