Sunday, August 09, 2009

The ox Hansi

In the middle of the night H wanted to show us his ox Hansi. Uncle H, who was with us was sure: At night all oxes look the same. H didn't give up. We had to jump into the cars. We drove over the countryside. At a field we stopped and got out of our cars. H shouted: Hansi, Hansi, Hansi.
And then it came, this showpiece, in full beauty it stood in front of us. Hansi, ohhhh.
Finally this beauty will be a piece of meat on a table. And it needn't be.

2 comments:

Tracy said...

beautiful animal...
breaks my Heart that people could eat him. So precious and he deserves a life...just like we do.

Ursula said...

Yes, a beautiful animal, one could fall in love......