A solo moo, long and wailing was heard in the evening. I can see the cows in the adjoining pasture if I go upstairs. I watch the cows and there is one lone cow at the far end of the pasture bellowing like her life was over. The cows gathered in the middle of the pasture and slowly one by one, they eased closer to the bellowing cow. When they were gathered about the cow, suddenly one of the biggest cows, a solid white cow, began head butting the bellowing cow. The other cows backed away except for 4 of the calves who wanted to see everything and almost got kicked several times but got as close as they dared, darting in and about. The white cow head butted the other cow until that cow was cowered in the far corner of the pasture far away from the other cows. In the meantime the other cows were clumped together and would move closer then move away from the cowered cow. In triumph the white cow trots down the pasture and enters the cow herd and all the cows go about munching their grass as though nothing had happened.  Something had happened and though I can make assumptions, there comes to mind that since there is an order to nature, when that order is out of balance, something comes in to try to make it balanced again, no matter how messy, no matter how uncomfortable it may be at the time, much like the cow. I don’t know why the cow was ostracized, but the herd knows and respects the leader who head butted the cow back into the order of things. That said, it is animals I am talking about and I can never make the same assumption for humans because we should be able to think and figure out a better way of ordering balance than head butting and ostracizing; though we don’t. Go figure, makes me wonder if we are as smart as we think we are.