Cow Assassins

Reader Contribution by Pauline Hylton
Published on November 27, 2012
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We huddled in a comfortable corner of the hotel lobby. She stuffed a few pieces of chocolate kale into her mouth and said, “We’re trying to decide how to finish the cows off.”

My jaw dropped and my eyes popped open. Thoughts of the young woman face covered with a black mask, swirled through my head. Would she perform the dastardly deed with a candlestick in the library? Or perhaps a revolver in the kitchen?

Possible Victims?

Cow Assassins. Who knew? Suddenly, a steak dinner didn’t sound so good.

 She must have noticed my shock. “What I mean is we have them in pasture and we’re trying to decide what to feed them before they’re “processed.”

Maybe I should be a vegetarian.

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