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Once Upon A Time.

I suppose all stories should start off like this. This story is a little different, It is nonsense written for my mate bishu in Calcutta, India. bishu in Great Britain we have cows that are especially bred for mountainous country. One side of the cows have legs smaller than on the other side. We have exported many of these special breeds to other countries so it is possible that you might see some of these cows in India.

One must look up on the hills where these cows feed. You will see that most face in one direction. You will notice that the legs facing up hill are shorter than the legs facing down hill. Most Countries such as Switzerland and Austria also Scotland have these special breeds.

Milk from these cows is especially creamy and with the cream; butter and cheese are made. This butter and also the cheese must not be fed to other animals it causes them to develop two legs shorter than the other legs on the opposite side.

In Great Britain we have a bird called the Oosalem Bird, it is very rare and the story goes that this bird flies in ever decreasing circles and vanishes up its own backside. I cannot vouch for the truth about it vanishing up its own backside because it flies so fast that one only catches a glimpse of it.

On the Isle of Man there is a breed of cat that has no tail. I did hear that once upon a time on the Isle of Man there was great Famine. Most people that owned cats cut off the cat’s tails so that they could survive in the time of the famine. This story must be true because I myself have seen some of these Manx Cats and they really do not have a tail.

I once sent my Father a post card from Austria, The picture on the card was of a mountain Goats Nest with three very large eggs that the Mountain Goat would hatch. I told my Dad that I had been offered the job of looking after these Goats Eggs to stop people stealing them. It seems that the eggs from Mountain Goats are very nourishing and there are some wicked people that would do any thing to get hold of these special Eggs. I could not take on the job as I have this fear of heights. It was a shame really as I would have loved to be up in the mountains all day.

Well my mate bishu that is enough nonsense for today, Saturday the Fourth of October. I look forward to more of your interesting nonsense and wish you all the best and please give my regards to your family.  Bern.