Friday, June 24, 2011

The Voice

I've always enjoyed singing.  My first memory is from my Momma Cow calling me with her soft melodic moo to come and nurse.  I wanted to become a professional singer but she said no.  "Lil' heifer," she told me "you can always sing but you need a job that will pay the bills."

C.A.L.F. has taught me a lot of things like most cows have 32 teeth (to help with vocal pitch) and may drink fifty gallons of water a day.  I always drink more, especially in the summer, to keep my vocal cords lubricated.  The Farmer provides us with ample fresh clean water in the fields and around the barn lots. That's good because you never know when I might break out in song.

My dream, when I retire from being an agent, is to be on the tv show The Voice. When all three judges spin their chairs to choose me I'll be delighted to go with Blakie.  Until then there's always cow karaoke on Friday nights.

Agent 480, reporting from the Udder Side

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