We Don't Root For Them

I had picked up Carissa one day, and we headed for the house. About half way down our street there is an old longhorn cow with some of the longest horns I have ever seen! Hunter had been really excited when I had shown it to him. Most of the time, he is way out in the field. It is not often that he is up close to the fence and easy to see. I slowed down, rolled Carissa's window down, and I told her to look at this longhorn. Carissa glanced up, took one look, and calmly said, "My Dad said we don't root for them!" WHOOP!!