You’ll never guess what happened here in Sweden. The last few days it has rained nonstop. It was like a monsoon, for a moment I felt like a holy cow! Back to the story. Imagine that everything is soaked and there is not a dry patch of land to stand on. Well, me and the girls decided to see if we could find a place where we could shelter. We found this dry spot near a shack, it was covered with thick leafing and we decided to spend the night there. The next morning when I woke up, Harry told me he was going for a walk. He wasn’t gone for long when all of a sudden I heard a scream. I followed the sound and there was Harry looking at some silly woman trying to build a fire with wet branches. She kept waving a smoldering twig in front of her. Harry was amused. It reminded him of his cousin Luis’s job. Where people wave red cloths at him and how he would chase them just to have a laugh. Harry snorted a few times and then he walked away. I heard the woman say, ’it must have been the smoke’. Can you believe they are the ones calling us stupid cows?
Moo,
Olga
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