Toni Le Busque's stories.

'I like your cow,' Steve Fletcher told me last week of the drawing I had just finished, ‘but I can’t look at it too long or I’ll get a migraine.’

I’m doing another cow, this time with a bird sitting on it’s back.
I think the cow’s legs are too short and its tits too low.

Here’s a poem about a cow-

The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.

She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.

Robert Louis Stevenson