Allow Me to Clarify

I believe that the title of this blog needs to be clarified.

"Werecows" does not, in fact, mean that we are all cows. Instead, it refers to a variation of the traditional werewolf. I'm not sure what inspired my parents to invent the werecow, but I do know that it was a genius move when it came to Little Sister.

My family resides in rural Alabama, and our home is in the woods. Little Sister and I grew up hearing about wampus cats and other scary creatures who lived in the woods, so hearing about werecows really didn't seem that far-fetched to Little Sister. By this point I was old enough to question the legitimacy of werecows, but honestly, I can't remember if I believed my parents or not.

However, werecows roaming the forest in search of people to destroy seemed like a perfectly sensible thing to Little Sister. Sometimes, when she was in bed and my dad got home late from work, he would knock on her window and "MooOOooOOOOooooOOoooOooo". Isn't that funny? Maybe I'm the only one who thinks that's funny, but I doubt it.

I suppose that it was an ideal way of my parents had of insuring Little Sister didn't wander off into the woods. More than likely, however, they just thought it was funny. And thus, the title of this blog was born.