the island cows of galveston.

with the surf only a hundred yards away, but on the wrong side of the barbed wire, only the most daring teenage cows leap the fence (after midnight) to frolic in the surf during spring break..... (rumors persist that a tunnel system exists for the smaller cows, but it has never been confirmed).

each spring, under the cloak of darkness, the local residents await greedily for the slowest of the teenage cows to make a run for the water (as their 2000 dollar stainless steel BBQ grills are warming up.....)