Queen of the Alps

I forgot to tell you about my last day on holiday. We went to see the Queens of the Alps: the cows. Before they were going to enjoy a summer in the Alps grass fields, they had to establish thir picking order. And the winner would be the Queen of the Alps. It a beautiful day and we saw some really impressive ladies. It was funny, the queens were very polite when fighting: no attack in the sides and no attack in the rear.

Afterwards we drink beer, eat saucages and listen to swiss music.