Egrets and cows are known to be very good friends. I tried to join them this morning.
Did my camera look like the black nose of a cow?
I did not think so.
The egrets had never landed on my back, neither I had succeeded in closing the gap between us. Our relationship only improved during a cow mooed, and I followed, from a far distance.
I thought I was a cow by now, but I was wrong. The egrets flew to the top of a nearby coconut tree, and never came back, no matter how accurate I mooed.