I am cowless

I suppose all good things have to come to an end, and the Cow Parade finishes tomorrow. I spent a happy afternoon today going round Edinburgh, taking photos and ticking the last few off my list. (I know, I can be a bit obsessive about this sort of thing.) There were only four cows that I couldn't see - ones that have been removed because of the amount of damage done to them.

Some that were less damaged were taken away to be repaired (in the cow hospital, of course) and then resited indoors - one was rehomed at Boo's work. Unsurprisingly, most of the vandalism was to cows put in areas with lots of pubs and clubs, presumably by drunken numpties thinking it's funny to swing on them and pull bits off.

Another good thing about the cow parade is that it's got me to go to parts of Edinburgh that I've never visited before. It's been a bit like being a tourist in my own city, which is an interesting feeling. I think I'll have to go exploring more often.

By the way, I'm in the process of putting all my cow pictures up on Snapfish, so if anyone wants to see the cows, let me know and I'll send you the link.
Or possibly you've all got lives...