Spanish views from a small town

When we think of a cow, in our mind's eye we see a cow in a pasture, behind a fence, or in a barn, looking at us with its soft brown eyes, boredom on its face, as it chews its cud. Yesterday, vacationers had a different experience. It was a hot day. Here, we got a sea breeze in the afternoon, and sea fog rolled in late in the evening. But the rest of Spain broiled, and those who could, went to the beach. Including a cow and its calf.  At Playa de Bolonia in Cádiz, beach goers were left speechless when a large cow and its trotting calf came down to the sands and stood beneath a beach umbrella set over two beach chairs, waiting for the bather who had stamped them there. Whether someone waved a stick at them, or shooed them out, they would not move. The mother even ended up plunking herself down in the shade of the umbrella. The fact is, the two visitors are part of herds that live in semi-liberty and that have always wandered down to the beach. It's the human beach goers th...