People love to tell tall tales.  Or pull the wool over another’s eyes.

And they seem to get giddy with a sense of accomplishment when such a task is completed.  This act of Tom Foolery.

But, as a City Girl, turned Country Girl, with the City still Embedded…. I am here to dispel a falsity of epic proportions.  And that my friends is the Practice of Cow Tipping.    Yes.  Cow Tipping.
Much like the renowned  Snipe Hunting, it is better known…… … as a practical joke.

It is reminiscent to  telling a newbie in a pizza restaurant to go to the refrigerator for the dough repair kit.

So, I hate to be the party pooper, but here I am, once again.  Pooping on the party.

Yet, with all of that said, I do have a Cow Tipping story to share with you.  It happened, probably about a dozen years ago.  We were driving through Minnesota, or Michigan,… or actually, it could have been Wisconsin.  Nonetheless.   We were on a country road, and it was getting late. To top it off, we were getting hungry.

So we pulled over at a roadside diner.  It was a bit of a hole in the wall.  Funny, I can’t remember which state, but the name of the diner!  It was Earl and Myrtle’s Hometown Dining.

Earl welcomed us.  He was both the Maitre D and the waiter.  There were probably eight tables in the place.  All empty.

We ordered burgers with the works.  But, one of their specials was Homemade Au Gratin Potatoes.  We ordered a couple of servings of those too.  Oh my goodness.  I will never forget those spuds.   They were THE best I’ve ever eaten.  In fact, we got one more order, and split it.

As we were paying our bill we, gave Earl a nice tip for the great service.  Then I handed him some extra money and asked him to give it to the Cook…..  as those were the best cheesy potatoes I’d ever had.  He said Myrtle made them, and he could go get her…. If we liked.

A few minutes later, he walked out of the kitchen with a large Holstein cow in tow.  Myrtle.

She sauntered toward us.  Myrtle then nodded as if to thank us for the extra cash.  Earl apologized that she didn’t talk much, but she certainly was thanking us for our generosity.  He also added that the potato dish was so good because Myrtle made her very own cheese.  Fresh.

That night was really something, I’ll tell you.  I was very glad for it though.  But as I exited the diner, it hit me.
We had just tipped a cow.

So as you can see…. Cow Tipping actually CAN happen… now that I think of it.  And that is the udder truth.

Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun.  —  Randy Pausch

“The simple step of a courageous individual is not to take part in the lie. “One word of truth outweighs the world.”   ― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn