MJ, Molly and I drove home from Keosauqua today. Growing up in Iowa I am accustom to many things while driving: watching for deer, slowing passing Amish horse and buggies, tractors and combines taking up the majority of the road as well as mastering the one finger 'how ya' doin' wave. I had also frequently read of cows getting out of pasture in the local sheriff's report. Today, I almost had a report of my own. A full grown cow smack dab in the middle of Highway 2. I'd hate to see what that animal would have done to my minivan.