I met Thomas in Cuba, just before Richard.


But, as with Richard, we immediately had an understanding.


He was standing outside the exit of an underground stream ride we had just been on, somewhere in the Piñales area of Cuba. La Cueva del Indio it was called, and Thomas was the lesser attraction for the other tourists. Not for me though!


As long as I can remember, I’ve had a soft spot for cows. Not a love, I wouldn’t say that much, but whenever I saw one grazing peacefully in a field up in the Alps, I would try and interact with it. I have dozens and dozens of photos with me and a cow. Or cows. When our dog, Omero, was alive, he’d run up to the cows and bark, zipping through their legs until he got their full attention. When they tried pushing him away, he’d dash behind us and smile. I’m sure he was smiling.


Anyway Thomas’ handler assured us that he was a “normal” variety of buffalo, shipped all the way from Asia. To me, the stocky legs and super-sized horns smell more of random genetic mutation, but who knows. On the other hand, his owner looked so much like him that the subject was difficult to broach.


He wasn’t openly social – none of that licking of hands or smelling of breath went on, but he didn’t try to gorge me either, which was good considering the potential outcome. I didn’t have the courage to ride him, though, which is what he was there for.


His nose was the softest thing.


About Full Of Daisies

I am permanently in love. Things I like: purple, pasta, silk, autumn, the smell of mould, candles, cachi, having friends, water, new things, rice, eggs (all eggs!), fresh grass, olive trees, shiny things, glitter, hanging objects, windcatchers, wind, couscous, wasabi, carnivores, presents, snow, leaves, orchids, feathers, cappelletti, meat, fruit (all fruit), more del gelso (Morus alba L.), pigs, candles, christmas, polenta fritta!, separating egg whites from yokes in my hands, cartoons, dragons, the ocean, nudibranchi, cows, mercury (the metal), cosmos (the flowers), thunderstorms, Mika, turtles, acquariums, green and blue (mixed), siccamores, spring, snails, 24, porc with a sweet sauce (apple, cranberry, tomatoes jam), looking at a swimming pool upsidedown and underwater, english accent, open-minded people, driving, blue skies, checkered tablecloths, butterflies, books and cartoons in rhyme, painting eggs, the star-shadows that football players have, silver, laughing, Vivaldi, bells and chimes, white and purple, creating. Complete Happiness: Early morning. Sun, with a breeze; a pond with water lilies. A house, with a garden, full of plants. A vegetable patch, lemon, orange and mandarin trees. Cosmos everywhere. Birds in the trees; a tortoise eating the salad from the vegetable patch; a mammal (I couldn’t decide which one would make me happier) close by. No houses for as far as the eye can see. Me, a man that loves me and that I love. Friends coming over for a lunch that I have to prepare, and have all the ingredients for all ready in the kitchen.

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